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new home for lorlilorsor

2009-08-12T03:38:00.000-07:00

lorlilorsor has shifted.

it has its own domain name now, at http://www.lorlilorsor.com

see ya there, byebye!

tio jiao sai

2009-06-16T20:02:00.000-07:00

dear readers, if you love your car..

be damn careful where you park at clementi central the carpark!!!!

not obvious form the picture, but it's really wtf.

got one auntie walk past, still can laugh laugh at us. ah pek say he last time kena one time jialat jialat, also not as jialat as mine.

make me 12.30 a.m. come home must wash car..

nevermind, sai weng shi ma, yan zhi fei fu, i shall go and buy 4d.

dust in the brains.

2009-06-15T07:59:00.000-07:00

hello lorlilorsor.

long time no see.

so what wind blows me here?

rav4 keeps telling me i should blog.. must blog.

but i say no hweeling.

today, i got hweeling.

and usually, me gets hweeling when i see people who piss me off.

so thank you mr dust in the brains.

so i was sitting by the poolside chilling, reading and eating chocolate rolls.

suddenly the security guard went to the pool and wanted to verify if some of the folks swimming in the pool were residents.

(ooooooh, the folks he questioned includes a couple of very hot russian chicks..)

i thought wtf, simi tai ji, this guard so buaya?

until i realized he was instructed by this other resident who apparently complained to him about not signing in or something.

if i were in a rational and clear mind i would have thought he was being thoughtful and was concerned that these folks from overseas could bring in h1n1 or something..

budden apparently the point he kept stressing was that "they aren't residents".

got need to be soooo gei gao anot??

he can recognize all the residents meh?! i bet he's never even see me before.

and then again, so what if they really weren't residents??

swim only, the swimming pool water will evaporate by half ah?

he trying to exert his authority and power meh?

probably some guy in the management committee..

MANAGEMENT COMMITTEE...

my hatred for management and committees re-ignites..

committee liao bu qi huh?!

eat full full sit by poolside complain about nonsensical things..

make the security guard like so paiseh, have to go and make them come out of the pool to sign in..

poor security guard..

these committee people really very the cartoon..

is it just me, or does someone else think it is an uber elitist and anti-social thing to do sia.

pui.

approaching the end of life as a student

2009-04-15T19:52:00.000-07:00

and yes, the flooble chatterbox has finally died.

i've managed to stay inactive enough to not realize that it was dyING.

i shall revive it when i decide to post more actively :)

final fyp presentation just ended last monday!

i basically told everyone that i was a FREE MAN and i would be damn free from then on and i will steal all the duties in the entire world so i was kind of sad when i kind of thought about it and realized i still have..

1) 2 x exams in 2 weeks' time

2) fyp bounded thesis to submit

3) a job to find

4) my current work

5) 1 x term paper due tomorrow

actually i'm not that free yet afterall geez.

oh well, free-ER i guess.

i have finally started winning some $$ in mahjong! the curse of the tai sui on us dirty mice must finally be over.

after exams end on 2nd may, i'm unofficially no longer a student anymore.

zzz...

rav4 is having HER final fyp presentation now.

i am hanging around near the room waiting for her to come out.

she is such a poor thing.

she is dressed in formal and high heels and so unlike her formal self.

she is so nervous.

her presentation started at 10:55 - 3 minutes ago, and her kena-shoot a.k.a q & a session starts 11:15.

and then it will all be over.

these days as stupid students sux big time, but i'm sure gonna miss school after i graduate!

yea, i probably won't miss the modules etc, but there's still quite abit of good stuff we could think about.

amitabha to rav4!

nba all-star day

2009-02-15T18:42:00.000-08:00

feels funny.

and camaraderish at the same time.

every room i pass by in raffles hall seems to have nba all-star playing inside.

i passed by caoquan's room just now and heard a "YES!!! GARNETT!!!"

ooh, match resume le, byebye.

merry christmas!

2008-12-24T08:03:00.000-08:00

perhaps me and rav4 are more boring than the rest of the world but we decided to siam the traffic from the rest of the world by coming home from suntec before 9pm.

even though we already tried to leave early, i was stuck on the bus in orchard area for like 15 minutes before i even hit the expressway..

how come so many people like to go out and squeeze with other people?

on a drizzling night somemore?

hmm..

don't understand..

instead, i came home and logged into my laptop.

did something i've been promising myself for quite some time.

i helped 4 entrepreneurs from kiva by loaning them a small amount of money each.

here they are.

Cee, as she is popularly called by her numerous customers, is a 42 year-old local restaurant operator. She is married and blessed with three children. With income from her business, she has provided for one of her children to graduate from senior high school. In her restaurant, she prepares and sells local foods like “banku” - rice with stew. Banku is prepared from milled maize grains and is taken with hot pepper or soup. Apart from this, she also prepares pastries like meat pies and cakes. Cynthia says that the prices of raw materials have gone up significantly and she needs the support of a loan to enable her to meet her production expenditures. She wants to use the loan to buy more raw materials like bags of maize, flour, margarine, sugar, meat, fish, vegetables, and firewood. Cynthia is a member of a group called Success Trust Group. In this group, members guarantee and provide support to one another to repay the loan. Her picture was taking when she was visited at her business site.

Khurshed Rahmatov is 20 years old. He is a young boy with a great desire to get ahead in life. Khurshed has been running a pharmacy business for 4 years together with his loving mother, pictured in the photo. Currently he is working in the city polyclinics in the dispensary.

Khurshed loves his work; he likes to help people and is ready to consult with the patients purchasing medicines in his store and those who could not find the required goods in his store. During all the years of his work, Khurshed was dreaming of opening his own drug store and saving money for this. He hopes that someday he can realize his dream.

Now Khurshed has requested $ 600 US Dollars for a term of 5 months. Khurshed is a client of IMON and has a positive credit history. Now he promises to repay the loan promptly and thanks everyone supporting him.

Mukaramakhon describes herself as a enterprising girl with the goal to achieve successes in the future. She decided to start a sewing business to help her family with household expenses a year ago. She started out helping a woman who ran a tailoring shop. Being very nimble, she learned tailoring and soon began running her own business at the tailoring shop. It has gone very well since then, and she has been able to grow the business.

Mukaramakhon is requesting a loan of $600 USD to purchase materials so she can fulfill her customers' requests. The end of the year is fast approaching, and that is when demand is at its highest. She plans to repay the loan within 12 months. Mukaramakhon and her family are very grateful for your support in helping grow this business and move ahead.

Rawad is a 26-year-old man who lives in Aley, Mount Lebanon. For the past 16 years, he has been working as a barber.

Rawad is now requesting a loan in the amount of $1,000 via Al Majmoua in order to decorate his shop. Notably, this is the third loan that he has sought, and he states that he always repays his loans on schedule. His prior loans have helped to support his business operation, which he started because he wanted to be on his own from a professional standpoint. In the future, he plans to open another shop.

loaned them a small amount of money through kiva.

http://www.kiva.org

i think it's meaningful to help out entrepreneurs in third world countries because ultimately they are the ones who will help their families/villages break through poverty cycles and really make a difference in their societies.

i've been telling myself i must give back to society once i make a little progress in my own entrepreneurial pursuits, but just didn't find an organization that makes me want to help.

well now that i've found kiva, there's no excuse any longer.

merry christmas, world! :D

finally.

2008-12-05T09:00:00.000-08:00

there are 2 days of each year i know will be 2 of the happiest days of the year fer me.

the 2 days exams end.

yes, i hate exams that much.

when i have the inspiration and mood some day, i'm gonna launch a lengthy tirade against exams.

for now, let us just celebrate life and the end of exams.

"Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

exam blues

2008-11-22T04:04:00.000-08:00

just passed by like 3 people using computer.

all of them are either reading blogs or on facebook.

it is time for me to take a break.

hello lorlilorsor.

i wanted to boot up the greatest evil that starts with a "dot" and ends with an "a" but figured that this evil will KILL me and waste me at least 2 hours and drain me of all my mana.

afterall, i have not been doing tutorials as usual for the entire semester and as father says, "you gotta study".

qing qing just tempted me with a mini-evil.

okay it's a global phenomenon called facebook but i obviously still live in the primitive ages in terms of entertainment.

phei phei was like so amazed that i dunno what kunfu panda was.

my sister is like so amazed that i dunno that the ah xin from mayday is not the ah xin from xin yue tuan.

so anyway, i have had the mini-evil account for ags but not done anything with it actually.

as i'm typing this, i'm going off to find that stupid game qing qing was playing beside me just now.

that stupid game where u keep a pet and can pit him against other people's pets in races.

i tried playing and felt tripping over banana skin and never even won a single race!

i am back with a venegance.

qing qing showed me her pet's house which was like absolutely pathetic.

her toilet doesn't even have a toilet bowl.

she went to dannish' house and told me that there are flies flying around dannish's pet because he is very dirty and hasn't bathed in days. so she proceeded to scrub dannish's pet with soap and his cleanliness bar started to rise.

wtf?

update: oh my god!

i now have a pet.

rav4 went to create one for me when i left the computer at the pet selection screen and was away.

my pet now has a horrible name.

his name is pet kang.

wtf?

and he looks horrible too.

this is how he looks like.

wtf?

he is a cross between a pig and a i dunno what lah.

i went to visit my vicinity and so far i have told qing a joke, went to fight with shuyun, and danced with sofero.

i then went to the stadium to find neighbours to race.

pet kang finally finished in first place!!

rav4 says this kind of game is for girls.

and that i am disgusting to be playing it.

okay, pet kang just won 3 races in a row.

i have wasted enough time.

goodbye.

something is very wrong..

2008-11-02T17:44:00.000-08:00

because i was kind of like browsing through my own photos on facebook for the first time just now.

(kang kang's on facebook?!)

and then i realized that like 99% of the pictures there got rav4 in it too.

cannot lah!!!

hooray for first 500 posts!

2008-10-22T06:51:00.000-07:00

i just realized that the previous post was the 500th.

woohoo, cool ballz!

* shoots confetti and part poppers into the air*

and yea, now i'm at home, with an eye infection that's resulted in some sort of high fever, and i was told by the doctor that i can't go anywhere because i'm a contagious piece of crap now so i can only stay in my room all alone with my beloved acer 4920g.

i think i'm a very considerate boy.

when i got off the cab today, i even took down the carplate number so that if i find out that i've contracted some deadly scary virus, moh will be able to track down everybody i've been in contact with.

501st post gotta be classic kang kang rambling eh?

the first post on this blog was about 4 years and 1 month ago.

how much things have changed.

i remember i was still in ns at that time.

and i was still really into warcraft at that time; an aspiring engineer without much sense of direction, naive, easily scammed.

fast forward 4 years and 1 month, and i'm now a disillusioned engineer with a very different perspective on life, and what i want to get from it.

hardened warrior on the road.

what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

finally seeing some results from my entrepeneurial pursuits, while managing to keep 90% of everything secret from all my friends, screwing up the academic aspect of my life, executing a SAP-doubling feat in the previous semester, learning, learning, learning, working hard in ways almost nobody can see, but still managing to be supremely satisfied because there is at least one person in this world who understands what i'm doing.

a voice of sanity in an insane world

2008-10-11T23:02:00.000-07:00

been a subscriber to A Voice of Sanity for almost 2 years now.

robert ringer hits the nail right on the head with today's issue.

it's largely about the economic crisis he has predicted a long time ago, when positive and happy people are calling him a doom and gloom prophet.

but i think what he's saying about the rich-poor imbalance is especially relevant to singapore, where uncles sit in coffee shops all day cursing the government, bad-mouthing the rich, and wondering why they themselves are not getting anywhere in the financial sense.

"To further simplify things, let's boil it down to just two people. If one person had the skills, the intelligence, the knowledge, the work ethic, etc., to become far richer than another person, why in the world would he not continue to pull ahead of the person who lacks his skills, intelligence, knowledge, work ethic, etc.? Of course the disparity between the two is going to grow!

There's nothing "wrong" with that. It's simply a reality. But, guess what? The "rich" person's success does not in any way prevent the "poor" person from improving his lot in life if he should make up his mind to do so.

This is where the great euphemism for Marxism - pieism - enters the picture. When a Mad Mama McBama blathers about people giving up some of their pie so she and her Marxist cronies can give it to others of their choice, her words are based on the premise that the size of the pie is fixed. That premise has been so embarrassingly shattered by historic reality that I shall not even waste time on it here.

Today, the so-called poor are living better than their parents and grandparents could have ever imagined just forty or fifty years ago. And that's a good thing. I like the idea of everyone being better off, don't you? And if everyone would just concentrate on his or her own well-being and ignore "the gap between rich and poor," we'd all be much happier and politicians would be stripped of their most precious vote-getting ploy. I could care less about the wealth of a Bill Gates or a Warren Buffet."

to subscribe to robert ringer's newsletter, use this link:

http://www.robertringer.com/

kang the villian

2008-10-01T09:04:00.000-07:00

Kang is an expert in travel through and manipulation of time, and has mastered his future's advanced technology. He is an expert strategist, a veteran of armed and unarmed combat, and has an indomitable will to succeed through struggle.

Kang's full-body armor (composed of an unidentified future metal) enables him to lift 5 tons; it can project a force field around him that is extendable up to twenty feet and can shield him from even a direct nuclear strike. The suit has its own self-contained atmosphere, food supply and waste disposal system. Its weapons include anti-graviton particle projectors in his gauntlets, concussive force blasters, circuitry accessing his ship's time machine, allowing him an "automatic recall" of a few seconds, and various other weapons. Kang formerly used technology which transferred his mind into an alternate body upon the point of death.

Courtesy of http://www.marvel.com/universe/Kang

the new addict.

2008-09-28T08:03:00.000-07:00

been haemorrhaging cash ever since i came back from the states.

major expenses include:
1) a laptop upgrade (yes, acer again)
2) dave, the laptop table
3) last but not least, my latest love, the blackberry bold!

behold! the beauty of da blackberry bold!

okay iphone folks will definitely beg to differ, but i did carry out a substantial amount of research and playing around between the iphone, omnia, and the bbb before i finally came to the decision.

several reasons why i love my bbb:
1) organizer / calendar.
2) qwerty keypad. (prefer that over touch screens)
3) rss reader.
4) i write documents with it.
5) i use it to remember things because i have lousy memory.
6) i feel like a da lao ban with it.

say, blackberry addicts have this tendency to name their blackberries.

mine has one too!

his name is..

大老板

the same ole debate

2008-09-09T10:15:00.000-07:00

when li jia wei, feng tian wei, and yue gu were fighting korea with their lives, the rest of the nus population was cheering them on via the big screen tv at yusof ishak house.

aspiring engineers like us were watching the live telecast of the match with our laptops during lecture.

and yes, i was one of those standing behind mumbling "china vs korea".

in the finals, when the whole of singapore was excited at the prospect of a chance at gold, i was also of the "china vs china" sentiment.

am i not patriotic?

am i just a stupid and ungracious singaporean who knows not to be proud of his country's achievements?

quite the contrary.

i love my country.

i'm proud of singapore's achievements and of our current standing in the world.

but i was absolutely appalled when some important person actually chided people like me by saying something like, "we should be more gracious and accepting. what, then do you propose we do? if you do not stand for the situation, give us a solution! if you can't come up with a solution, don't say anything!"

i was like wtf?

a solution?

for what?

my couuntry has achieved alot.

it's cool.

so chill.

we are not yet established as world-class in the realm of sports.

i do not think that is an opinion; that is cold hard truth.

and there is no so-called solution to that.

not yet then not yet lah!

whaddaya mean, "solution"??

so you mean, the "solution" to exceling at something, is to get somebody else to do it for you?

if i cannot pass my exam, can i get someone to take the exam for me?

look, these sportspeople have my utmost respect.

always have.

and no, this does not have anything to do with whether they love singapore, how much they love singapore, and emo stuff like that.

the point is not that they are not "born" in singapore.

nor that they were "born" somewhere else.

the point is that they are right here right now being singaporeans, for one reason only; that they are good at their sport.

two of them only came to singapore in recent years, to play table tennis.

jia wei has been here much longer; but she was brought here also only to play table tennis for singapore.

do i "despise" them?

do i doubt their intentions?

do i doubt their love for our country?

their sportsmanship?

do i not "like" them?

four years ago, when jia wei was playing against the korean in the final deciding match, i wasn't able to watch it live.

so i was there walking around town listening to the fm radio, wishing from the bottom of my heart that jia wei will beat her opponent.

i flinched everytime her opponent shouted that ugly roar.

when she lost eventually, my heart sank just like all other jia wei fans in singapore and the world.

i really, really liked jia wei. (before all the weird news of her personal life, anyway)

i deeply respect world-class athletes.

they've exchanged their lives for the moment to show the world their talents.

they are the epitomy of near-perfection.

every executed move has hundred upon hundreds of hours of pain and sweat and agony and disappointment and forgone play-time and movies and psps and wiis and games behind them.

sportspeople make humongous sacrifices.

only that handful get to become the michael jordans and michael phelps and michael schumachers of the world.

the rest of them bury their dreams after falling through the team selections by a quarter of a second.

damn, damn good, but not good enough. the world is full of these.

still, they work hard, they try to make it the next time round.

sportsmanship is a noble thing.

if i could live life all over again, i would probably be more of a sportsman.

but since i do not wish to live life all over again, i will make my kids become sportspeople!

and that's besides the point, as usual.

anyway, li jia wei was my idol.

after i watched them play, i really had nothing but best wishes for yue gu (so cute!) and feng tian wei (so shuai!).

yes, as li jia wei, as yue gu, as feng tian wei.

not as pawns.

not as instruments to make singapore an "even better country".

not as a "solution" to a non-existent problem.

so now, who is the one being ungracious?

who is the one treating three sportspeople as gods, for the sole reason that they could help bring their own country pride and glory?

i'm sure the very important person who uttered those incredible words has never been a sportsperson for one second in his entire life.

because he clearly does not understand.

succumbing.

2008-08-29T23:25:00.000-07:00

i'm an old stubborn fool, but i have just decided to give in to the devils and start playing with facebook.

i'm probably like the last person in the world to do that.

sheesh.

can someone just explain to me what's so great about it?

i setup my account long long ago but didn't know what to do with it, so i haven't logged in in a looooon time.

i just checked and found out that i have 26 friends, 103 friend requests, 1 mousehunt invitation and 54 other requests?

what in the world is a mousehunt?

die liao lah, and prata was amazed that i didn't know what kungfu panda is all about.

and to think i used to be at the fore-front of technology and all this bo liao stuff!

i don't even turn on msn anymore.

the effects of aging..

so hopefully facebook makes me feel young again so i can come back to my dear lorlilorsor in a spurt of magnificent inspiration.

back.

2008-08-03T13:54:00.000-07:00

touched down last night.

maybe it's jet lag, but i feel wide awake at 4.58 am.

yellowstone was absolutely awesome.

some pics are already up at http://littlegetaway.multiply.com/

it has a grand total of ONE post, but quite afew pictures.

rav4 will upload all (or most) of the pics in due time i believe, simply because she is more disciplined than i am. (sometimes)

how nice that i'm back in time for national day.

you feel really patriotic when you come back to your own country after being away for 3 months.

and no, i've not really grown fat.

and i don't think i've shed weight either.

i think what's suffered the most in these past 3 months is my bank account.

i am now the proud owner of several (and i mean SEVERAL) branded consumer products that i have been simply too savvy to own prior to arriving at factory outlets in u.s.

this just goes to mean that i will have to work alot harder at earning moolah when the semester starts.

bye folks.

2008-05-08T07:12:00.000-07:00

legend has it that once you stop the momentum in writing, it's kinda hard to get it back.

so true.

however, seems like folks still visit this humble little house of thoughts every once in awhile, (evident from the occasional war cries of "wtf why your blog always not updated one?!") so i guess it's good to come up here to say alot of things before i bid farewell and leave for america come tomorrow.

5 hours later, to be precise.

it's my first time on an aeroplane, and as mother says, "first time sit aeroplane sit all the way to america?!"

anyway ya, being away for extended periods of time has unexpected perks too.

going away for a long time makes you emo; it makes you say goodbye to alot of things you never ever get a chance to say goodbye to, and makes you see them for what they are.

things like, your 2 folks. your rowdy siblings.

your messy-like-a-pig-sty but ever-lovable disaster of a room.

your bed.

and for me, i have this place i affectionately call "plaza", where i go to slack when i have nothing better to do. i went again today.

of course, cblc.

sometimes, you just grow so natural and in-one with the place and faces in it that sometimes you don't even bother to say "hi" when you see folks inside; you just like, nod.

and then you get mortified when you realize that suddenly you're saying goodbye to each other probably forever. kk this is not because i'm leaving for the states, but because they're graduating, but the sentiments are the same.

and sure, there will be gatherings once in awhile definitely, but things won't feel the same anymore.

[yea i will post pics, but i don't have them with me now so i'll post them later.]

pragmatic folks like me join cblc for pragmatic reasons, but end up realizing that knowing the amazing cblc folks here is probably one of the, if not the most beneficial thing i've got from nus.

okay this post was started last night and i was planning to write one hell of a long grandfather's story, but i was still packing and doing last minute stuff and it's now 10 a.m. in the morning meaning i'll be leaving home in 1 hour, so i better say my farewell here.

before leaving, i have..

1) met up with the engineers in the semesterly-bbq.
2) met up with the cblc folks at the agm dinner.
3) failed to meet up with the world's saddest team for the last bball session in a long time.
4) gone to plaza to slack around.
5) gone to borders.
6) had my last teh peng in a long time.
6) had my last chicken rice in a long time.
7) my last kfc in a long time.

i guess that's about it.

time to check out what last minute stuff i have failed to do before i screw up.

goodbye folks.

i'll miss y'all.

and i'll (try to) post alot. and i realized i'll probably reach 500 posts in lorlilorsor there.

take care okay folks?!

good bye!!

*waves like a maniac*

engin and fashion.

2008-04-04T20:53:00.000-07:00

was waiting for 151 with 2 girls. (strangers)

guy walks past.

happens to be friend of one of the girls, so they talk.

guy leaves. 2 girls start conversing.

girl 1: who's that?

girl 2: friend. *mumbles about some jap class thing*

girl 1: oh.

girl 2: why?

girl 1: what fac's he from?

girl 2: arts.

girl 1: whoa.

girl 2: why?

girl 1: from his clothing, i thought he's from engin or science.

*dagger stabs into kang kang's heart*

*kang kang turns*

oooohhhh...

stylo milo.

has fashion sense i suppose.

mini-skirt.

funky cape.

expose here expose there.

but.

not very pretty. (understatement)

moral of the story:

fashion sense.

so what? :D

hello.

2008-03-09T09:13:00.000-07:00

wah man, why i so long never post?

must be a matter of momentum.

to test out my logic, here's one post.

maybe one will come again soon.

i've grown really lazy to type.

kang kang posts.

2008-01-23T09:23:00.000-08:00

why does every post of recent times seem to reek of this "i'm back!!!" theme?

i'm getting really lazy with posting these days; probably got used to not posting last sem.

last sem was killer.

aww my dear lorlilorsor...

do you know your master kang kang nearly died last sem?!

7 bloody modules, almost all of which i hate.. 6 core bloody engin modules!!

all because of that shit-ass dapao-ded fluid mechanics.

and i even had to go and see my mentor to appeal to take 7 modules.

"yeah well, i'd approve your application.. never really done this before though. so do come back to me after the semester and let me know how you do alright?"

yeah well, this pathetic guinea pig conveniently forgot to report back to his mentor.

in stark contrast..

i am very happy to announce that..

this sem...

limpeh has a freeeeee day!!!! friday!!!!!!!

guard until flower open, see the moon bright bright....

*kang kang falls onto the ground and weeps at the kindness of the heavens*

according to our common engin code of definitions, i actually had an additional module last sem, commonly known as gf1101.

fortunately, i kena-ed a super easy to appease "tutor" for this "module", who just has this unwanted side-effect of making me fat and lazy and waste time slacking around with her whole day long doing nothing in particular.

incidentally, both of us had our best sems ever.

i was telling her the results i got for the "best sem" ever could potentially drive a normal nus undergraduate to immediately commit suicide, which she strongly agreed to.

it was very amusing to have her beside me when i was checking my results.

imagine how she would have reacted when she saw my results the previous previous sem.. got one "a-" and one "frickin' f". (hey! now i know why the "f" word starts with "f")

she was so amazed at the diverse range of results that can possibly be generated that it wasn't funny at all.

my kind folks suggested that i stay on in nus longer if need to, to my utter vehement rejection, because while i like nus, i absolutely detest taking engineering modules!!!!

and so yes, i will take my leave from the wretched place as soon as possible, thank you very much my kind folks.

speaking of disgraceful grades, it sometimes appals me how people judge others based on results alone..

sometimes it's quite saddening to feel that in projects, my opinions are not taken as highly simply because i have lousy cap.

understandable for sure, but does having lousy cap equate to being stupid?

i'm definitely no uber smart aleck, but i also am pretty damn sure that my cap isn't an accurate reflection of my actual intellectual capacity.

ah well, the workings of the world.

lan lan suck thumb.

anyway, in addition to the academic motherlode of disaster, i was also arrow-ed to be project director of cyberia camp, which i believe warrants another post of its own.

actually, the sole objective of this post is to awaken me from my slumber so i will post again.

blogging is healthy!

it leaves a tangible piece of your life on the web to look back on whenever you'd like to.

limpeh was blogging even before the word "blogging" was coined!

last time limpeh blogged on this thing called "opendiary".

last time damn stupid, whole day want to be anonymous, don't let real life people visit.. once real life people know le, then will delete the blog, say goodbye to each of your newfound od friends, like very sad like that.

nowadays, you can't even stop people from coming even if you wanted to. the world is simply too connected, man.

oh yes, cyberia.

preparation was an uber time-sucker; i'm just glad the thing went well, except for some unhappiness on the first night.

amitabha.

anyways, yes, last sem was quite horrible, and on one fine day nearing exams, i even had to see the doctor and was told that i kena "fatigue".

amitabha...

on a slightly melancholy note, last sem was hugely different.. hung out with new people, and have been seeing much much less of people whom i've seen alot previously.

the attitude towards each other has changed 180 degree too, and i don't even know why.

is it me, is it the other party, or is it just the circumstances?

it's kinda sad to have a relationship sour to this state, but i really have no idea what in the world is wrong, so again, amitabha.......................................

okay!

now that i've gotten this off my chest, i shall probably never mention it ever again!

everybody happy jiu hao ba!

amitabha!

a belated happy new year to all the cool folks seeing this!

bedtime story.

2007-10-27T05:45:00.000-07:00

those stories you hear about mooncakes and chang e and hou yi, are but myths!

let me tell you the real story behind the origin of mooncakes!

once upon a time...

in the faraway land of cblc...

the evil overlord mr beanz...

shot out a poisonous arrow to his minions! those who kena, must make mooncakes for mooncake festival!

alas, good doesn't always prevail over evil, and we all kena...

with rav4 leading us all, we step forth in tackling the disaster!

first of all, we had to get the ingredients ready. lucky we had boonz. all he had to do was go into the toilet...

and the ingredients are born!

cool balls. but of course, we must not present such an unsightly end-product to the evil overlord, or else we will surely be slain!

so i tried to cast a spell on it.

unfortunately, the ingredient is alive! it becomes pissed off at me for trying to cast a spell on it, so it became very upset.

i felt bad..

so i sayanged it...

still, it refused to budge...

so i had to resort to force.

and it worked! we now have a happy piece of ingredient.

after a long hard day at work, we finally overcame all odds! famished, we decided to go for supper! after katong laksa, we went to eat famous chicken rice..

the chefs took such a long time that we all became very...

sofero started going crazy and creating words on the plates using black soy sauce.

hoi!

unfortunately, we really waited super long for the chicken rice! so sofero choot more power, and created another work of masterpiece.

just too bad that the title was pirated from me and rav4.

mountain tortoise takes a hike.

2007-10-27T05:35:00.000-07:00

it's pretty much confirmed.

we are going for work and travel!

going to yellow stone national park, in wyoming.

cool balls.

my mum's saying grow so big never step out of singapore before (m'sia not considered of course), now first time chee tao all the way fly to the united states of america, wu siao bo.

but it's cool lah, there's wildlife there and stuff; imagine being able to see wolves and coyotes and lions and bears roaming about!

really! i didn't make that up; it's written in the brochures that these animals breed there. and we're planning to buy a car while over there.

and it'll be damn chilly when we reach; so we probably have to get winter clothing as well. see snow!

and depending on the budget and timing, we might even go watch nba! in real life!!

and then go san francisco to visit the googleplex!

three meals will be provided at the place we work at.

all three meals buffet!

song bo! come back sure fat one.

and can really not hafta worry about much over there.. once we knock off, there's no homework, no exams, no nothing.

can just go see geysers.. explore yellow stone by bike.. see wildlife.. or read books, slack.. take a walk.. sit by the fireplace and talk.. and things like that.

and there's wireless connection too!

shiokz!

the virtues of a black face.

2007-10-27T05:14:00.000-07:00

it's been a long long time.

the purpose of this post is to introduce a new member of the family.

he's been with me for like 2 years. he's been a loyal gateway to my slacking getaways and countless hours of work and fun.

we've been through thick and thin.

disgusting lab reports late into the night. non-stop dota sessions. my first writing assignments. my first significant online income.

watch movie damn shiok.

at the expense of having to lug a juggernaut of a laptop around.

my getting irritating with you for lagging like a lao ah pek.

my horror when you show that blue face of death.

repeatedly.

you grew old.

3 hard disk changes, 2 new motherboards.

it's been hard on you.

now...

rest in peace.

that trip to acer, i showed a black face.

papa must be right when he says i can look damn fierce if i want to.

because i probably did.

but then again, sometimes being fierce at the right times have certain unforseeable benefits.

for example.

a new laptop.

my old laptop was precious, but i can't help adoring this new one. same enormous size, but bigger hard disk, comes with web cam, just nice for work and travel, has vista, and core two duo.

this incident probably reinforces other people's opinions that acer sucks, but i'm still of the belief that it's natural for laptops to die. i don't love acer; laptops are just laptops. i don't see why some people condemn it to hell.

qi si wo le.

2007-09-29T05:32:00.000-07:00

whoa, it's been more than a bloody month since i updated.

let's see if anyone still comes to this dilapidated place.

anyway, life has been pretty xiong these days. professors this sem seem to be more irritating than ever before.

can u imagine that for our design project, after coming up with an elegant solution to a problem, we were actually told that poly and ite people would be better than us at implementing our idea? that our idea is too damn simple?

rather, we are told that what we should do instead, is to focus on making the problem look as complicated as possible.

"don't worry about solving it. this is an academic project."

*vomits*

===

been playing dota again.

what a waste of time.

but really cannot help it.

argh!!

===

all my time is either spent in school, or with rav4, or both.

die already.

rav4 treats me too damn well, and i've been over-pampered and over-fed.

the last i tried to run a 2.4 with her timing me, i run until my legs want to break already, and my timing was a lousy 11.26!

i was just ugly.

now i'm turning ugly and fat.

===

the worst tragedy of all.

ta ma de.

knn.

my laptop recently kena buang again. sent to acer service centre this time, upon advice from nus it-co-op.

the guy asked me to try ask them for a one-for-one exchange. meaning i'll get a new laptop!

which is way cool, though chances are slim.

but the thing is my stuff inside is all gone.

all blardie gone.

they say you never realize the importance of backing up your stuff until you encounter a disaster.

i'm a believer now.

classic.

2007-08-24T06:29:00.001-07:00

die already.

rav4 is getting contaminated by my uncanny sense of "wtf-style-randomness."

we were in a meeting and got bored.

so she wrote a very romantic story.

to show her fustration and hatred for meetings, she vented her anger very vehemently, on me.

matric fair.

2007-08-19T11:56:00.000-07:00

this post is probably gonna set the record for the highest number of photos.

sofero, i kopped damn alot from your blog, don't mind ah!

the prelude..
=========
正所谓，"养兵千日，用在一朝。"

for the potatoes out there, this simply means, "train soldier one thousand days, use one day no more."

i am so good at translation.

> collection of sponsor items <

mindless fun. one of the days, s4 drove lorry while limpeh drove the nussu van and trailed behind him. the lorry was for goods and the van was for transporting personnel.

what an elaborate plan.

a few times, we broke contact at traffic lights and i had to chiong the van until like initial d until can hear rubber smell and rav4 beside me had to call cane to find out their location while limpeh overworked the van to catch up.

like a less glorious version of police and thief.

driving in more peaceful times.

can you believe it, at one point of time, every single person in the van was sound asleep except the limpeh. while extremely demoralizing, it also proves, according to rav4, that i "must be a good driver", because otherwise everyone will be on the edge of their seats, fearing for their lives.

maxim galore.

cane having an erotic session while sofero enjoys the show.

> the security cell <

i hereby extend my sincerest thanks to my dear security cell, the family of three.

qing qing, ah boon, and sofero!

now, ah boon and sofero call me biao ge. this brings us to the question of what their daughter, qing qing is supposed to call me.

biao shu gong?!

biao ge gong?!

biao gong?!

it's a pity michael didn't mix around with us much because he's on closer terms with the indonesians. but he was power lah, must have scared tio alot of freshies!

kudos to sofero. she was solely responsible for the design of the passes! be dazzled!

the passes starting to take on their true forms.

now see already want to vomit.

> sai kang... <

hard at work laying cables.

the bloody ground was wet and it was so hard to get the tape to remain sticky. so we had to wipe it dry with, of all things, toilet paper.

really is sai kang.

one fine night, they got mad and had a goodie bag carrying competition.

s4 carried 40 bags at a time i think.

their madness was good for lazy people who just cheered on at the side. they had different categories for the competition, and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying themselves. at the end of it all, limpeh intervened, and broke all their records without a sweat, by lifting 8 goodie bags with my little finger.

muahahahaha, limpeh is powerful!

they said the sole reason i won is because i have long fingers, but whatever.

about 6000 goodie bags.

the hall wasn't big enough for me to take a picture of all the bags. in the meantime, we stole alot of dars chocolate, hi-chew, and unif green tea.

matric fair '07
==========

we are security! halt halt, or we'll shoot!

do not be misled by the apparent serenity of the scene. we nearly died on the first day. everyone wasn't clear about the procedures, the boxes were shaky, and we went through a cumbersome step we did away with from the second day onwards.

first day really was chaotic.

oh, did i mention we have a drinks stall downstairs as well?

amidst the crazy action-packed exchanging of passes, i had to make time to chiong to raffles hall via van to get ice. at the end of the day, i felt really depressed because if this goes on for 2 more days, i will vomit.

fortunately, with several improvements to the system plus everyone getting familiar with the way things work, second day onwards were damn slack.

somemore can one person do for 2 booths. qing qing looks damn tai tai in this pic.

the first night, me and rav4 had to sleep outside mpsh5 to jagga the drinks for the next day. it was damn hot and uncomfortable sleeping in the sleeping bag.

rav4 is damn ke lian, pei lim peh shou4 ku3.

amazingly, she said she slept damn well.

weird.

i'm the one who got only slightly more than a wink of sleep. the next morning, i still felt like a jellyfish and was trying to catch some more sleep...

when rav4 stole a shot.

like i said, day 2 onwards was really damn slack. so slack that we were able to have people go help manning the sales booth and cblc booth.

and i had time to surf porn.

but still..

the sight of this is still nauseating.

rav4 and me.

okay i look damn stupid. the camera man, whoever it was, never say timing properly one.

and it's over
=========

the end of matric fair was hell also, and the poor security cell got alot of flak from people because we weren't allowed to release their passes until they cleaned up the hall.

aiyah, boring story for another day.

ta men zhen ke lian.

rav4 tried carrying my backpack.

she looked like a tortoise, especially since she was wearing green.

security cell plus rav4 busy packing up.

smile.

this is such a serene sight. all packed up and ready to go ciao!

anyway, through matric fair, i realized how blardie cute beanz really is.

kawaii ne!!!!

meghna, madhuri, samantha at top, beanz, qing qing below.

he is so cute that i decided to teach him a lesson.

take that!

alas, he retaliated...

i refuse to comment about what he was doing to me.

he has the support of the masses! everyone was so enchanted by his cuteness.

project super star.

the two men shens. this pic was quite stylo and cool.

alas, we look damn kok in this. we both look like we were scratching our backs.

we were so happy that mf was over that we got crazy. i flung beanz onto my back in joy.

yay!

rav4 tried to do the same to me and nearly broke her back.

cblc filled with herculeses.

cblc rules the world.

can you see the alphabets? ah boon is 'c'. me is 'b'. qing qing is 'L'. rav4 is 'c'.

but stanley said my 'b' looks retarded. and there were so many 'c's around. so it wasn't obvious that it said 'CBLC'.

parting shot!

top: sofero, ah boon, huichun, zack, kelly, stanley.

bottom: limpeh, qing qing, beanz, rav4, violet, cane.

the unrelated extra in the background is johannes.

hahaha, i'm just kidding. he's a super duper nice guy who helped out a damn lot.

anywayz, matric fair wasn't as bad as i envisioned it to be.

once again, arigato to the security cell and the part-time security assistant, PRO CFA, rav4!

p.s. kaoz, 4.13 a.m. now?!

the holidays.

2007-08-17T08:57:00.000-07:00

this post is kinda long overdue.

school has started for one week already, and my post pusher is having a hard time pushing any further.

and when you don't update your blog for damn long, you kinda dunno where to start from all of a sudden??

and sometimes in the middle of the night, like now, at 2.34 a.m., you come up with a sudden flash on inspiration, go type in www2.blogger.com into your browser and commit suicide.

the past holiday was monumental.

1. i bought my first book from borders! used biaomei's borders voucher though. the first book in many to come.
2. i didn't work throughout the entire three months! cool balls. all i did to earn money was with my writing stuff. which leads me to the next point.
3. i actually made money by writing! if anyone told me this when i was in secondary school and hated books i'd probably have sent him to woodbridge. but yeah. life is unpredictable.
4. matric fair is over! more about it in the next post.
5. on a sad note, "things will probably never be the same anymore." but nevermind.
6. it would be interesting to compile a list of all the books i've read; probably like 30.
7. i kinda can't think anymore. but of course, the most significant thing was getting a car i.e. rav4.

almost the entire second half of the holidays was spent with rav4.

sometimes i think that the worst thing about getting attached is that you tend to waste away time by the tons, but you simply simply cannot help it.

even worse, the process of wasting time is addictive.

die lah, like that.

the post pusher.

2007-07-21T07:22:00.000-07:00

the entire purpose of this post is to push down the previous post because it's been perceived as too rou ma.

i am so democratic.

rav4 and me.

2007-07-11T09:29:00.000-07:00

it's been like, three weeks.

to cut a long story short, we are getting along damn fine :)

yesterday i left the bottle at the canteen and nearly forgot about it.

i thought she was going to scream at me.

until she held up the bottle to her face and started scolding it.

i think she is slightly crazy.

but still...

:)

in an effort to remain mysterious, here is a blurry picture of us at borders!

i have no idea how the effect turned out like this; it's like we're not even taking the pictures ourselves. but if you look carefully, i'm holding my phone.

damn, if i'm a celebrity, i'd ask borders to give me some monetary incentive for promoting it.

the world's most boring couple chilling out at borders :)

babarian at the gates.

2007-07-11T09:14:00.001-07:00

once upon a time, in the peaceful island of cblc, there were two ancient protectors of the land, master kang and master cane, and they loved their homeland so much they will sacrifice their lives to protect it from harm.

master cane is extremely benevolent and protects cblc with his mighty sabre, which he carries around all the time.

alas, one day, disaster strikes, and master cane is possessed by demons!

he enters cblc, and threatens to destroy our mahjong table and tiles unless we surrendered all our pcs!!!

good shall reign over evil!!

master kang will never let this happen.

it pains his heart, but...

master cane must die.

master kang and master cane do battle for three days and three nights, and after much effort, the evil was finally subdued...

master cane...

is dead...

master kang screams to the stars in painful remorse at killing his old friend...

there can be only two protectors, or no protectors...

and so...

master kang kills himself, harakiri -style.

and from then on, master kane and master cane continue watching over cblc from the heavens...

and the villagers carry on living and slacking there, happily ever after...

******THE END******

acer regular.

2007-07-11T09:09:00.000-07:00

my beloved laptop has been giving me so many problems that the it co op staff all know me very well by now and call me a "regular customer".

i've been reinstalling my programs so many times only to have the blue screen of death flash at me afterwards.

ta ma de.

today as i left acer for the umpteenth time, as we bid farewell, i said i wish i'll never see them again.

they told me once in awhile can bring them peanuts to eat.

they replaced hard disk for me twice.

so my previous one had a life span of exactly one day.

tomorrow i'm going to revisit my old friends again because the blue screen of death showed up again.

nabeh.

mrs singapore.

2007-07-11T08:46:00.000-07:00

this is probably the one and only time in my life i will ever watch a competition like this.

mrs singapore is essentially miss singapore, er... "advanced."

rav4's boss is a participant, so i shall not elaborate.

one ticket costs fifty bloody bucks. but we had free tickets so it's just an eye opener for us.

ironically, the most interesting bits are the kids' performances.

soooo cutez. makes you want to swallow them whole.

i'm kidding.

i nearly died laughing when she flashed the signs.

then she left on that stupid-looking motor bike in the background.

it even has sirens.

in the end, every single participant gets awarded something. as a way to make women happy, as a way for them to relive their youths, a way to make them feel desirable and beautiful again (if they ever were), i think this event is wonderful.

they must indeed feel very happy at having won something, apparently oblivious to the fact that every single other person has ~~bloody~~ won something too.

they have all sorts of awards.. mrs body beautiful.. mrs elegant...

etc etc; they must have spent considerable effort thinking them up.

i have a brilliant idea.

instead of wasting brain juice, just get a bloody thesaurus and start naming the awards "mrs beautiful", "mrs pretty", "mrs gorgeous", "mrs sexy", "mrs desirable", or whatever.

heck, they can have hundreds of awards. "mrs beautiful eyebrow", "mrs quite beautiful", "mrs sibeh beautiful", etc etc...

rav4 has very pretty colleagues. no wonder she didn't want to let me see them.

muahahahaha.

okay so basically we were typical raving fans and i played my part of blowing the whistle like a mad man while munching on my potato chips.

i must have been very loud and powerful because at the end of it all, rav4 told me she was half deaf in the left ear.

poor rav4.

as a 3rd party spectator, this event was really fun and interesting. but as i was telling rav4, if in future my wife is this kind of person, i will divorce her.

jump into the yellow river also cannot wash clean.

2007-07-11T08:27:00.000-07:00

today, let me teach you a lesson about life.

never.

ever.

ever.

stick a plaster on your neck, no matter what kind of wound you have there.

especially.

if your friends are damn imaginative.

and.

dirty.

and.

you have an undesirable reputation as it is.

that ling ling...

i never even had a chance to explain a thing.

she laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh.

and laugh and laugh some more.

i patiently waited for her to stop.

and then offered my explanation.

which, on hindsight, sounds abit feeble.

so again, she laugh and laugh and laugh.

and laugh and laugh some more.

let me say it again.

they were caused by... satay sticks!! nabeh, now that i explain it myself, i think i sound stupid. we were eating satay at geylang, then rav4 saw this owner with an uber super duper cute and stupid-looking dog, so she excitedly swung her satay across my poor neck!

okay?!

stop laughing!

damn.

and stop asking me why there are two plasters if it was one swing!

i don't know!! it just happened!!!

okay??

okay?!

the evil ling ling even went so far as.. to take a picture of my neck... to post on her blog... and especially implemented a tagboard... to let everyone combine forces to humiliate me!!!

so this is what friends are for!!!!!!!

ling ling i hate you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

transformers.

2007-06-30T09:50:00.000-07:00

spoiler alert!

but aiyah, the plot is so unsophisticated i think spoiler also nevermind; you won't miss out on much anyway.

the "crack crack crack" weirdo sound that comes out during transformation reeks of nostalgia.

adapting a cartoon into a movie is understandably difficult, especially for one involving such difficult-to-depict-in-real-life motions like transforming.

starscream the f22 fighter jet transforming between his 2 forms in midair was way cool.

bumblebee using radio to speak is damn cute.

the autobots hiding themselves was hilarious; especially when they all tried to camouflage themselves by morphing into their vehicular form, in the garden. stupidly entertaining.

"the parents are irritating. shall we decimate them?"

mojo pees on ironhide's feet and ironhide nearly kills him as he thinks his feet are going to rust.

i think that was the most enjoyable part of the movie, but the tragic reality is that transformers is not supposed to be a comedy. (or is it?)

the plot was too complex, in my humble opinion. the target audience are probably kids and long-time fans; the former won't understand the story; the latter will probably not appreciate the weird twists.

megatron wasn't stylo at all and i think the only cool feat he managed to pull off was ripping jazz apart so effortlessly. (was that even jazz? see, the plot quite hard to follow!)

the way megatron died was also extremely wtf.

and it's also very cute that the cube that sector seven was storing in this huge place all along, could suddenly miraculously be transformed into a tiny object for logistical cinematic purposes, so that the guy can later insert it into megatron's chest to kill him. (?!)

bleah.

okay maybe i'm being critical. (eh but review also gave 2 stars nia.)

but i think if they ain't gonna focus on the plot and want to concentrate on the action instead, which is plausible by the way, they should at least have a more easy-to-understand plot wad. i think the whole flow was a complex mess.

one solution i propose is to give up on understanding the story from the start and focus on the fun and aesthetics.

the babe was hot too.

but then again, this is the kind of movie that you can enjoy to the max only in a cinema lah, so just go and watch lah, since the whole world is going to watch as well.

purchasing the tickets was an adventure because they were selling so damn fast. i think i will never catch a hot movie on a weekend ever again; expensive, lousy seats, and long q-ing time; we sat on the third row, and my neck was very suan indeed.

no more tagboard!

2007-06-28T10:21:00.000-07:00

eh i removed the tagboard, so just use the comments section lah okay?

i wanna keep the comments organized so that they go with the posts they belong to :)

update: aiyah, let's have it back.

the lucky person.

2007-06-28T09:53:00.000-07:00

maybe i inherited mother's way of thinking.

quite easily contented one.

i'm very lucky to be born healthy and to have family members who love me.

i'm not a social butterfly but thoroughly enjoy the company of those who are important to me.

i'm world-wary enough to know about the invisible dangers of the world but serene enough to accept the way the world works.

stupid enough to be just a stupid normal person who treads the earth like any other, but smart enough to see the merits in being stupid.

most importantly, even though i get emo at times, i'm generally just a stupid person with the extraordinary talent of being happy.

and that's probably enough :)

:)

2007-06-28T07:45:00.000-07:00

i think i never announce also alot of people know liaoz...

seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeebeh sampart.

so...

so....

no need to say liao :)

i kopped my lao di's bottle to use for about two days.

i didn't even know got wordings on it one.

rav4's birthday present..

consisted of a new bottle :)

hopefully this one can last me for a very very long time :)

rav4 damn scary, cos she started questioning me "you always look at other girls is it?!"

i say ya, sorry bo bian one, what you want me to do?

then she also cannot do anything.

and then i was saying, in future, the anniversary will be damn close to my birthday. she says good wad, then can celebrate both together.

i was like, wtf! sibeh bo hua, i very lugi leh, like that.

i suggested breaking up and then getting together again in september, when her birthday is.

i think she nearly went crazy.

biao mei keeps stressing me, say must bring biaosao go nice nice romantic dinners and stop being such a bore. luckily her biaosao is as much a boring simpleton as her biaoge.

if there's an award for "the most boring couple in the world" we might just qualify. cos until now, every single outing of ours involves either borders, kino, or the library.

in fact, just the other day, ah tong was asking me for advice on where to bring girls to for romantic dates.

i was like, wtf, how i know, why is there this MISconception that i am a hum sup lou??? like i always go dating with girls and bringing them to romantic places?!

rav4 was telling me i should have suggested borders to him.

i was like, eh, not everyone is as boring as us.

who needs to burn money on extravagant trips to candlelight dinners at exotic places? definitely not boring people like us!

for dinner on my birthday, we had char kway teow, chai tao kuey, sugarcane juice, and one stupid fish head.

twenty two measly dollars, no service charge, no gst, no plus plus plus, eat until how shiok, eat until rav4 walk also cannot walk!

after that just find somewhere nice to sit down and talk.. how simple, how happy :)

haven't felt so happy.. in a long, long time :)

P.S. 05/07/07: smilies have been killed to save the tagboard.

tribute to the pain of the mother.

2007-06-28T06:46:00.000-07:00

my mother thinks birthdays shouldn't merely be celebrations of the birth of the young; they should also been seen as days to pay tribute to the factories (mothers) as well.

i concur.

so arigato for giving birth to me, though saying it here is pretty much pointless because there is only a mere 0.00002% chance that you will one day muster up the it-savviness to turn on a computer, open a browser, point your mouse to the correct position, type in your son's extremely sophisticated blog url, and hit enter.

my mother says that giving birth to me was the most painful experience in her life. my lao di and lao jie were less of a pain.

luckily i am damn filial and it's all worthwhile.

right anot?

we were supposed to go to sakura last saturday after cblc meeting. i asked rav4 along but she said she couldn't make it because she had to work as there will be vips coming to the restaurant and they will be very very very busy.

what a blatant lie.

but the blueberry cheese cake she made was... very very nice :) so she's forgiven :)

budden the cblc people were so irritating and kept on incessantly teasing and teasing and making fun of us and swooning and getting jealous of me that i totally forgot to take a picture with everyone.

at the end of everything, there was still alot of the cake left.

which was just as well, because it became my dinner ;) the remnants here looks quite disgusting though.

it was really very very yummy :)

the birthday card from cblc was the most ridiculous and wtf card i've ever recieved in my entire life.

here are some of the award-winning classics (your names have been kindly witheld to protect your identities because your words are really kokanadan):

1) "biaoge ge ge ge, happy birthday! cherish your vehicle!!!"

2) "hey boi! grow up liao faster settle down. stop cheating ger! happy bd."

3) "yo! happy birthday to you. heard you go around cheating girls. i hate you!"

wtf??

nevermind.

anywayz.

still, arigato cblc folks, even though you guys are damn evil.

special thanks to biaomei for being one of the main evil masterminds. and for the borders voucher, though i haven't used it yet; i'm too used to reading books for free.

after lunch, went to town with rav4, where we were heng ka lao sai and stumbled into ndp rehearsal with a good seat.

so free fireworks ;)

boom.

2007-06-20T11:40:00.000-07:00

the long-awaited sequel to this, this and this.

the bottle has finally run into a mishap.

it's cracked.

i think some bugger slammed the ball into it this afternoon. i wasn't there at the time. all i managed to see was the damage.

it leaks.

the fakes.

2007-06-18T12:32:00.000-07:00

for the first time in our lives, me and rav4 went to louis vuitton.

i just suddenly felt adventurous and got curious about why people even need to queue to get into a bloody shop.

but because we were relatively young compared to the general crowd inside, we knew we had to do some acting to prevent ourselves from getting chased out of the shop. our shoddy attire didn't help much either.

our roles were to be two spoilt brats and bratesses (okay i know there's no such word) who had so much pocket money we didn't know where to spend them. we had to be mentally prepared and not go in and look too amazed.

with that, we puffed our chests and joined in the queue.

and at this wonderful timing, i suddenly saw huijing coming into taka so i waved at her sheepishly.

she must be wondering wtf i was doing queing at louis vuitton.

and so we were trying to while the time away waiting to get into the shop, when the idiotic rav4 suddenly blurted out something stupid, i forgot what, i think it's along the lines of "but we no money".

then this woman in front of us turned around to look at her, then at me, then speechlessly turned to face the front again.

wtf.

finally, we got let in, and we tried our best to look as distinguished/spoilt as we could, and realized that rich people actually really don't look rich at all. got one auntie with a very stuckup look sitting at one of the counters, apparently looking through a catalogue for bags.

rav4: shit, i feel weird in here.

so we camoflaged into the shoes section, where there are fewer people, and at the same time trying to remember our new identities as distinguished spoilt people.

the shoes were really quite nice. i picked one up, flipped it over, and said very airily, "ooh, this one is so cheap. $950 only."

then we saw sneakers that looked exactly like what i was wearing. damn cheapskate. $600 plus only.

i was enjoying myself flipping over all the shoes to check out the price tags, and suddenly remembered we weren't supposed to look impressed, so we moved on.

rav4: oh ya, you need to buy slippers right.
me: oh ya hor, might as well buy here right, since so cheap.

found one, flipped it over. $600 plus.

went to check out the clothes. the tags on them don't indicate the price. we logically concluded that people here don't really care about this mundane thing we mere mortals call money.

aha! found one with a price tag.

about $2400.

i picked up my eyeballs from the ground and popped them back in.

we wandered around abit more, and then rav4 said something stupid again, which i hope nobody heard. "eh, i think the only things in here we can afford are the keychains."

we left the shop feeling like beggars.

good to eat.

2007-06-16T11:49:00.000-07:00

today lao bu made dumplings.

was supposed to play bball with the world's saddest team, but sky black black and looked like it was gonna rain, so i didn't go. (it didn't rain)

instead, i was a filial son and helped my lao bu wrap dumplings.

don't see ingredients so little, lao bu spent so much time preparing them okay. i said if sister doesn't learn, maybe the art of dumpling wrapping will be lost forever from our generation onwards.

she said "you learn lo."

then i diao her.

she said next time she can hao lian to people that her son is the only person in the generation who knows how to make dumplings. wah, damn proud of her son. better than having a doctor in the family.

then we talked about studies. she asked me engin how. i said like fuck. (in a more civilized way of course) i said maybe major in automotive engin. she said i should major in bar4 chang3 engineering.

sometimes i think i inherited her contaminated crappy genes.

shio bar changz.

DAMN nice okay. papa knows i'm a glutton. "surely eat alot liao right! how many. 2? 3??"

and i said, erm, somewhere there lah.

actually i ate 5. sibeh nice.

we don't really celebrate father's day but we are filial kids. oh ya, this cake was won from a lucky draw we took part in when we bought mother's day cake. cannot let papa know.

and today is lao di's 21st birthday. and the poor thing has to share cake with his lao jie and ah hia, because we are a frugal family and we always share the cake.

everyone grows up amazingly fast. lao di just got his driving license. and will be going smu soon. and lao jie is getting married.

omg.

soon i'll become my sister's kid's uncle.

then i'll get married also.

then there will be kids running around calling me lao peh.

omfg.

shoes of sufferance.

2007-06-15T10:53:00.001-07:00

the world's saddest team met up for dim sum buffet today. dunno what was up with everyone's appetite. eat abit all cannot make it liao. damn waste money. i was the last man standing as usual and they just sat there watch me eat.

mango sago was damn nice. i one person took about six bowls, then this man behind me was looking damn anxious, cos i think he also want to eat. on hindsight, i should have offered him one bowl.

but nevermind.

because i didn't to waste a single drop, i lifted the whole pot to scoop up every last bit, much to the depression of the poor man queing behind, budden the bunch of assholes a.k.a. the world's saddest team just stood there laughing and laughing and saying damn embarassing and that i am damn kiem4 peng3.

but whatever lah, consumer rights okay, pay twenty bucks must eat till shiok shiokz.

my lao bu has been nagging me to throw away my unwanted shoes. she always scolds me for having too many shoes i don't wear. which is not true okay! most of them is wear until cannot wear anymore but i can't bear to throw them away.

so i decided to take one last parting shot and throw them away, because old one dun go, new one dun come.

a history of my shoes:

one of da all-time favorites. straps are for lazy bums like me. no need to tie shoelaces. this one is really wear until gou ben one. it has holes at the bottom.

it's a pair of walking shoes. damn comfortable. somemore can just slip in slip out. i've worn it hundreds upon hundreds of times for sure. since jc, i believe.

it pains me to throw you away, because you've covered my feet unwaveringly for such a long period of time, through thick and thin, but you are too tattered and torn, so while it pains me so, i have to see you go.

sayonara.

newest pair of shoes. bought this with bm with the intention of having it substitute the strapped one. but i still prefer strapped shoes.

new balance. a.k.a no balance. army shoes. about 3 years old. this one also is wear until gou ben one.

wear until left side got hole.

right side also got hole.

steady. this is what happens when you wear army shoes to play basketball, and you whole day like to e-brake.

the soles are all gone. and my feet cry on raining days.

shoes with no souls are like humans with no souls. i shall buy a new pair at emart when i take my next ippt. goodbye, new balance.

knn this pair of slippers wear few months then break liao. damn cheapo one lah, but still?!

this was bought because all i had were sports shoes and i needed something to wear for more formal occasions. serves its purpose well on the surface, but the base is also all tattered and torn liaoz. can make do until i absolutely need a new pair of formal shoes i guess.

army shoes. brooks sucks. plus this one is oversized. wear to play bball whole day play until my toes blue-black. moral of the story: don't play bball in oversized shoes. especially fucked up army shoes.

wah lau eh this one. addidas t-mac 2. the first pair of real bball shoes i bought. i think i bought this when i was still a noob.

okay i am still a noob but not as noob as before. this is one heavy pair of shoes, though it probably looks quite light.

alas, though i've worn it countless times through countless games, it ain't very comfy and while it looks okay on the surface, it has no soles too. my e-brakes are too powerful.

my funkiest pair of shoes. i never wore it much though, because it's too attention seeking lah.

that time got one match with people we dunno, then they want to record score and number of fouls, they actually put me down on paper with the nickname "yellow shoes".

vintage. wore these in my jc days. i think my feet have grown bigger cos they feel damn tight now. and the white parts are growing yellow. i used to wear these to play bball when i was a super-noob. goes to show how noob i was; this kind of shoes how to wear and play?!

$35 cheapskate nike shoes. i couldn't resist the offer. nabeh first time wear my feet the behind pain like fuck. check out how high it is. then damn hard also. no wonder discount. never wore this much.

parting shots.

boots of glory.

DEAR.

2007-06-15T10:37:00.000-07:00

DEAR is the acronym NLB is using for its reading campaign. it stands for Drop Everything And Read.

so cute right.

i was at woodlands library. i found the promotional banner for double-your-reading very endearing.

because the girl is quite chio.

i worship nerdy ah lians.

anywayz i realize i haven't been there in ages upon ages. in fact, i think the last time i was there, was the very day i turned back into a swinging bachelor. one of them incidents that managed to get me into super-emo state; the day we said goodbye.

which was pretty long ago.

so anywayz, i also found that that the fishcake with thai chilli sauce they sell at lerk thai is damn nice. and i fully utilized the double-your-reading scheme with two library cards and went home with a very heavy backpack.

the moon that night was humongous and very very nice. the quality of the picture does not do its beauty justice.

fake ids.

2007-06-14T10:31:00.000-07:00

once, me and qibi were discussing about the fact that you can't really talk about sensitive stuff/badmouth other people/be ultra emo on your blog when you know it's being read by people you know in real life.

she said she has like 5 blogs.

i was like wow, how amazing.

but i don't even post that much, and i'm not all that emo.

actually, when you give and take some, i'm actually ultimately, a very stupidly happy little boy.

too bad i have cancerian blood in me, and when things happen, the emo curse strikes, the full moon shines, and i turn into a crab.

i'm getting kinda tired.

turning into a grouchy old man.

i hate this.

the devil from hell.

2007-06-09T21:23:00.001-07:00

i arrive with pitchforks, horns on my head. my sole purpose in life is to agitate the most important people in my life.

i roll over in maniac laughter as they realize my evil intentions and scream in horror and run away from me as fast as their little legs can carry them.

i eat little kids for breakfast, and swallow them whole without spitting out the bones.

i'm here to wreck havoc on your life.

so run away and seek solace in the company of angels, bright halos on their heads, before i take another bite off you.

the worst dream ever.

2007-06-09T21:18:00.000-07:00

the worst dreams in the world are ones that actually feel damn real and ties in with your real life.

those "nightmare on elm street" types are scary, but when you wake up, you heave a sigh a relief and hey, it's just a stupid dream.

i remember waking up in the middle of the night last night panting and clutching my fists and feeling extremely desperate and it took me a whole of a few minutes to realize that it was just a bloody dream.

my legs were like jelly and i was perspiring.

the scariest dream i ever had.

ever.

the world internet summit and mongolian milk.

2007-06-05T10:30:00.001-07:00

the world internet summit was a 4 days event at expo, and was damn tiring because i had to wake up damn early; expo is damn far from my place.

but i met alot of very cool people there, a huge bunch of others i've only talked to in forums, a few living legends, and made contacts that pretty much ensured that this holiday i'll make more money than if i took on a full-time job.

and if you're wondering why i'm taking pictures of the screen instead of the real thing, realize that i'm using my puny 2.0 megapixels camera phone, and it has its limitations.

i was quite surprised at her appearance. she came to recieve the check for stephen perice's "for a greater cause" campaign. it was a 4-days challenge and yeah, he did hit the target of raising $100,000 in those 4 days. brilliant guy.

this is jay abraham. YES, THE JAY ABRAHAM. the living legend. just search for his name on google and you'll find a zillion results. he's so famous that i'm quite amazed he agreed to speak for wis. he charges up to $25,000 per head for his workshops leh.

first time i've seen a speaker holding a bottle like that and speaking at the same time. he doesn't use a script by the way. doesn't even use powerpoint. power. his charisma was amazing. i loved this shot. he absolutely looks like a don, a mafia boss.

dylan and dr.mani. dr. mani is damn zai. he's a surgeon for children with heart defects in india; i respect him alot.

mark joyner looks like another ah beng. he was an ex-us officer. super charismatic ah beng, man. i read all three of his books!

andrew damn yandao right. his friend also damn stylo, and both of them were damn big-sized. from austrailia. he said when he arrived at the hotel, got girls all chiong towards him and touching him and saying things he didn't understand. me and dylan immediately concluded: must be those from china.

i bought mongolian milk from the food fair while i was there! biaomei seems to think i'm crazy. so did peter, fonny and tricia.

"so, what did you buy?"

"you bought WHAT?"

"er??"

but it was really damn yummy, though i felt quite embarassed lugging around 12 packets of milk and a loaf of bread as free gift at an event like wis.

they even had these flavoured straws where there's flavoured powder in between two half-sealed ends, so when you drink from them, your pure milk becomes flavoured. so interesting!

we also ate chou dou fu, which was really not chou at all. but fonny nearly died, which i completely didn't understand why. she so funny, kept holding her nose as we were walking through the food fair.

zhen hao siao. we are so going to visit her restaurant at ubin some time.

peter said tricia used to work for thaksin. dunno really anot, maybe dua kang one.

me is bibliophilic.

2007-06-05T09:16:00.000-07:00

i am a godfather fan.

and now that i just finished reading "the last don", i know that if i were born in sicily, i'd be a damn hardcore mafia myself.

why don't they expand to singapore? we don't need no ah bengs. ah bengs are damn no class. sophisticated ah bengs are pretty cool, but ah bengs are basically juvenile delinquents who need mothers to love them.

and i digress. if we do have mafias in singapore i wanna be a bruglione. or even cooler, a consiglere. but singapore is probably so small that there can only be one don. and instead of having the "corleone family" or the "clericuzio family", we probably will have less sophisticated family names like the "ang family", the "tan family", the "yar family" or what have you.

so i'm not just a godfather fan now, i'm a mario puzo fan. u guys should go and read his books too man.

iceman says i read weird books.

my sister asks me "read this kind of book got use meh?"

"haiyo, read book must have use one meh? read liao i happy not enough ah, then you always watch tv got use meh?"

"err... i keep myself updated wad."

"really? taiwanese variety shows and xiao yuan superstar keep you updated?"

rav4 lent me shopaholic abroad, because she says it's very very nice. i said it sounds like a bimbotic book. she says "it's not, okay! er.. abit lah.."

i started reading last night.

i finish reading liao.

and it's really damn nice!!!

fuck man, a healthy young man, an outdoors person, a da nan ren with a bright future like me, certainly shouldn't be doing stupid things like, reading books whole day long.

worse still, wtf am i doing reading a bimbotic book like shopaholic? *face in palms*

rav4 promised to lend me the rest of the series.

but i am so ashamed.

i think i am really becoming a bibliophilic. i got so excited just checking out http://www.librarything.com. sooooooo many other bibliophilics reading the books i'm reading! the free membership enables you to keep log of up to 200 books.

200 books!! that means there are so many crazy people out there who've actually read more than 200 books and are willing to pay for memberships!! those are the really siao ones i suppose. i'd probably take 3 years to read 200 books.

tragically, i doubt i can finish one engin textbook in 3 years.

sigh, this is getting depressing, so nevermind.

anyway, as i was saying, i am a bibliophile. alot of people call me a paedophile too. i like kids cannot meh? that time on msn, xiaoyanzi had this super duper adorable kid as her display pic. really, super, duper, adorable. budden when i told her this, she called me a paedophile!!

"how you know i paedophile!! er.. i mean, what makes you say i paedophile!!"

"it's obvious."

and then i just went "?!?!?!?"

what in the world does she mean it's obvious i'm a paedophile???

nevermind.

did you know that there is actually a law in singapore that states that having sex with a corpse is illegal? i was thinking wtf, who in the world even thinks about doing that.

but it's a whacky world indeed, and there are really people who have this extremely disgusting and morbid tendency; there's even a scientific term for it.

"necrophilia."

And I thought "necro" this kind of word only appears in games and comics, as in "necromancer" or something like that. it's so creepy to even think that people would enjoy doing such disrespectful... things to the dead.

and as i'm typing this, i realize there is a need to clarify something.

i'm talking about necrophilia only because i previously mentioned bibliophilia and paedophilia.

if you're even remotely suspecting that i will suddenly declare that i am necrophilic, go and die lah!!

a sigh of relief.

2007-05-26T07:25:00.000-07:00

i really didn't da pao!!

heng ka lau sai.

D+.

shit sia why are my studies so fucked up.

i also proved to myself once again that i generally only do better in modules that don't require mugging.

muggeralians.

2007-05-24T11:23:00.000-07:00

sometimes when you start blogging, you find you can't stop.

i always got alot of things i want to say one lah, that's why the blog is named lorlilorsor ma, but i'm always very lazy to type posts.

anyway, this is a pre-war-review of the exams that just passed.

aside from making me believe beyond a shadow of a shadow of a shadow of a doubt that i hate engin modules, i have also discovered a species of creatures that are really very interesting.

muggeralians.

yeah break it up and you get mugger-ah-lians.

you frequently find them lurking in the central library, and they're mostly from either science or arts.

their primary characteristics, first and foremost, is that they are damn chio.

you start wondering why they're not out partying and getting buaya-ed by disgusting chao buayas and you come to the realization that they are very dilligent and you get very impressed and their look of intense concentration on their faces really make you want to die.

after concentrating for a long long time, you might catch a glimpse of them looking up to their friends and mouthing words like "hen sian leh..." or just bursting into a very pretty smile and jio-ing their friends to go fill water or something.

soooo cute!!

in the case of the most hardcore muggeralians, they ask you to take care of their stuff for them, and when you ask them if they will take very long, because you are leaving soon, they reply "oh, no lah, just going to have a puff."

and you want to ask them "can i come along?" as you know that there is an unspoken camaraderie amongst smokers, but you are not a chao buaya, so you just meekly say "okay, no problem."

i don't know when i started being so fascinated by ah lians, but i suspect it must have been some time after i started reading godfather and being obssessed with evil but powerful people.

but ah lians are really damn cool.

not the typical ccb and knn ah lians on the streets of course. we are talking about high class lians. ah lians who are kind at heart. ah lians who have the discipline and resolve to do things they hate when it's necessary.

of course, i will probably get flamed by a whole bunch of people again for being such a tiko pek, but hello hello, this is a scientific analysis of the female behaviour okay, so don't anyhow say me.

and speaking of exams.

ta ma de.

results coming out soon.

amitabha.....

i better not da pao anything again arh!!!!!!!

the eye.

2007-05-24T10:49:00.000-07:00

was happily watching spiderman 3 and eating popcorn with rav4 when my eye got quite irritated.

so i very unwisely decided to remove my contacts and change to my spectacles without washing my hands. how ma fan is it to wash hands when you're in the middle of a movie??

so i very garang-ly reached for my eye with popcorn-stained fingers and removed the contacts with one fell swoop, after which my right eye hurt so much and tears started squirting out.

on hindsight, touching your eyes with dirty hands is stupid, and touching them with popcorn-stained fingers is very stupid, but hindsight is 20/20, and yes, me is really quite stupid.

rav4 started to ask me if i'm alright and the people behind me were probably wondering why this lunatic is crying while watching a show like spiderman.

i was not crying, dammit.

but it was really damn painful. my nose even started getting runny.

but me is strong, and after the movie, and 1 litre of tears, it started to feel better so i thought nothing of it.

so i went ahead and had a bout of overnight mahjong.

and as you, my smart reader must have guessed, i woke up in the morning after 2 hours of sleep going to brush my teeth with only one eye open.

and i had to give my duty away because one-eye jacks aren't supposed to do duty.

very pathetically, and half awake, poor me went to take bus all alone to clementi clinic see doctor.

this reminded me of the time in ns when i kena super deep cut above my eye and i took bus gu ling ling go clinic see doctor, then everyone around me like very stressed see one bleeding person trying to cover his bloody wound at the head so ke lian waiting to see doctor.

back to the present.

ta ma de the clinic was damn full.

but i think when i walked in everyone quite stressed because they must have thought i was in great pain to be crying until like that. all i could do was squint my eyes and make it as obvious as possible that limpeh was not crying and was instead having an unfortunate case of eye infection.

the woman at the counter registered me, and then very kindly asked...

"wah, ni3 ke2 yi3 ma..?"

i said, "er.. actually, wo3 hen3 tong4."

"wah okok."

the queue was at 3, and as i looked at my registration slip with the number "18" on it, i really wanted to cry.

fortunately, i got let in after number 5.

the doctor also very kan chiong, faster check my eye, then said "phew, nothing wrong with cornea."

cornea!? i never even thought it would be something so serious.

then when i came out people see me also like very stressed like dunno i will die anot like that.

after i got my eye drop then on the spot faster drip..

and then proceeded on the arduous journey home as people kept giving me weird looks with me trying to cover my eyes and at the same time feeling so bloody sleepy.

it felt so good to be home.

maybe..

2007-05-24T09:24:00.000-07:00

i was just expressing my slight surprise at how excited the auditor actually is over the upcoming arts festival.

"wah you so artsy fartsy one meh?"

"you dunno meh?"

and then it just kind of strucked me.

yeah maybe i really didn't know. because she never asked me to go with her before wad.

maybe it's because she's richer now haha. or maybe because she knows i won't enjoy it as much as she would.

and then the wheels in my mind just start turning and i start thinking there are actually many subtle ways people spare a thought for each other. ways so subtle that the other party never even knew.

but it's good that she now has someone who's probably as artsy fartsy as her so they can enjoy the festival together, so it's good ;)

the return of the braces, tattoo-ed girl.

2007-05-21T02:23:00.000-07:00

i thought i'll never see her again.

but with abit of divine intervention, i have come to realize that... some things are just meant to be.

like i always like to say...

"this must be fate!"

what in the world am i doing in the frickin' school library during holidays?? some freelance work and i can't concentrate at home so here i am. this is a bizzare case.

and then i gotta ask...

what in the world is a semi-ah-lian like her doing in the school library as well??

i have no idea.

special sem? hmm...

all i know is, 1 bizzare occurence plus 1 bizzare occurence = 1 very very bizzare occurence!

and again, i am forced to the conclusion that...

"this must be fate!"

super nerd.

2007-05-20T06:33:00.000-07:00

i still haven't found a job for the holidays but till date, a duration of less than a month since the end of exams, i've had 3 bbqs, watched 1 movie, completed a few freelance jobs, made a couple of hundred bucks, read about 10 books, played countless games of dota, camped at borders and community libraries, cleared my ippt, been waking up naturally, and i still don't feel like finding a job.

because once i get a job, i lose all the freedom i have right now, and it will plain suck.

robert ringer is one of my favorite authors. maybe that's because his world views are quite similar to mine, which is, quite pragmatic.

just read another of his books today, and he talks about a certain athletic young entrepeneur named art berg, who got involved in a tragic automobile accident that left him a quadriplegic. after his accident, one doctor told him that it was important for him to come to grips with the reality that he would neevr get married, have children, or be employable.

i shall skip the details, because the highlight of his legacy is summed up in the words he said when he passed away on 19th feb, 2002.

"i thank god that life is hard, because in the pain, the struggle, the loneliness, and the rejection, we begin to learn. and when we learn, we grow, and when we grow, a miracle happens. we begin to change.. while the difficult take time, the impossible just takes a little longer."

no.

2007-05-14T07:18:00.000-07:00

i believe i've talked about the fundamental difference before, but gosh, it's been such a long time since that notion bubbled into my head.

in summary, the fundamental difference sucks.

it's what causes religious conflicts, wars, family disputes, divorces, arguments in couples, petty quarrels, and the reason why people get angry with each other in general.

i hate getting angry.

i don't get angry often and would much rather prefer to be a stupid person who turns blind to the darkness of the world, ignore the injustice in this society, and be very happy living in my little kingdom of a few important persons.

there are not many people in this world i deem very important to me.

these people are the ones i'd do anything for, people i try hard to please, people towards which my tolerance threshold is exceptionally high, people i'd die for to save their lives.

okay the last one is extreme, but you get the idea.

and unfortunately, it is also these people who are able to hurt me the most. hurt as in really hurt, painfully *kabish* de hurt. and even more unfortunately, some of the persons in this bunch, are people who are more socially inclined, have a larger social circle, and hence there is no such notion as a "very important person" in the vocabulary, and everyone is treated fairly.

you know i don't usually talk about wishy washy stuff like getting hurt because it sounds damn stupid and gu niang.

but alas, me is human, and even though i'm evil, i do get upset too.

people important to me usually know who they are, because it's, well, damn obvious.

i never claim to be omnipotent.. i never say i'm always right.. heck, i don't even think i'm right much of the time, but whatever i do or say, i do it with the best of intentions, and i certianly don't mean to hurt anyone in any way, especially people important to me.

maybe i'm way too ineloquent, but it seems like i'm never able to phrase un-nice things in a nice way and whenever i try and talk about it, i get accused of "criticizing" or "judging".

a new high has been reached, and today, i was pretty amazed at hearing "always eat shit" and "else you'd have no friends".

and so i give up...

it's okay if we don't agree on certain things, which is very very very often, but sometimes, i feel very defeated when some things happen and i tell myself, just mind my own business and let other people do whatever they want..

are we only supposed to always say things that people like to hear? we can't say anything that might get on people's nerves?

the ah beng in me really wants to fight back and types out entire smses in an effort to bring forth what i really feel, but ends up pressing "back back back" all the way because again, we'll never agree on some things and if animosity is the only way out, i'd rather just keep quiet.

i believe i'm now in the same circumstances as my father. he is a damn strict father. his decisions are not always popular in the family. he makes them anyway, for our own good.

sometimes we know. sometimes we take some time to realize. sometimes we never know.

i almost always know, because i guess in the family, i know him best simply because we spend alot of time together and our characters are similar. maybe some would call it a "flawed character".

i know it hurts him alot when his concern is not appreciated.

i still remember a time when we were still little kids and my sister said something bad about my father in the room in secret, and my father passed by, heard it, and walked off.

that night, he stood by himself at the balcony alone for the entire night and then went out, probably to drink and reflect.

i believe he was very very hurt because like me, he has this few important persons in his life, and one of them has said unkind words about him. it has a very profound impact.

but i guess there is no use in trying to reflect. i tried. i tried seeing things from various angles. i get angry with myself, i try to examine what in the world is wrong.

i do not understand.

i simply do not understand what i have done wrong.

and again, i arrive at the conclusion that i should just not do anything. who am i to interfere anyway?

sometimes an sms is sent out, and i wish the reply would be one that shows that the other party knows what i'm thinking..

"yuan lai.. yuan lai he's doing it for my own good.. yuan lai ta zhen de dui wo hao..."

but no, what i often get will be rebukes.. accusations.. and recently, insults...

it's very ironic that i am always so smug and proud that two persons who are fundamentally entirely different could get along so damn well.

i guess i was wrong.

liberty and the life of a goldfish trapped in a fish bowl.

2007-05-06T09:46:00.000-07:00

and i'm suddenly reminded of a quote from a certain famous person, i cannot remember who. it is damn cool and is certainly a quote that defines our existence.

"Give me liberty, or give me death."

that's why i always say, if i were a goldfish kept in a fish bowl, i'll kill myself. the tragedy of the situation is, if u really go and think about it...

a goldfish kept in a fish bowl has no fuckin' way to kill himself!

he can't bite his tongue, he can't bang against the wall, starving to death is damn torturous, and he doesn't even have hands to strangle himself to death with.

holy cow, he can't even bite himself to choke on his fishbones because he has no fuckin' neck!!

he does't even have the ability to drown himself because he has them fuckin' gills!!!

"Give me liberty, or give me death."

somehow i feel that goldfish are fortunate to not know philosophy. if he hears the above quote, he'll probably make his fish bowl overflow with tears.

that's why i'm such an advocate of euthanasia.

just let me live until like 70 plus, and i'll be very happy. if i ever fall ill or contract some stupid disease that confines me to my stupid bed and i can't even move or read or play computer or talk, just let me go and die!!!

what is the point in living on?

so ladies and gentlemen.

next time u see a goldfish in a fish bowl, please, remember my post, and don't ka jiao him.

he is a very sad organism.

now u know why goldfish always don't respond to u or give u that sibeh tu lan look when u knock on his bowl?

the pursuit of happiness.

2007-05-06T01:57:00.000-07:00

i was discussing with my lao peh, the profound topic of how to be happy and whether happiness has any correlation with how wealthy an individual is.

i am a pretty easily contented person, and that seems to worry my lao peh quite abit because to him, that's a sign that i will not seek continuous improvement. but aiyah, i guess i really will not become spectacularly wealthy in future, but hey, to me, "enough", is "enough".

and then he started telling me about this acquaintance of his.

he is rich. damn rich. frickin' rich. kam pua chao ji wu di seeeeeeeebeh rich. hundreds of million bucks kind of rich. one of the top ten richest men in singapore kind of rich.

is he happy?

well he has 3 wives, has recieved numerous awards for various achievements in myriad fields. but he has this hobby of looking down on people and the tendency to treat fellow human beings as dirt of the earth and likes to make lesser millionaires feel like paupers living on rations.

again, is he happy?

hmm, i guess whatever i say can't really hold water because our circumstances and living conditions are really worlds apart, but i know that i have the ability to get so ecstatic upon the end of exams and i'm sure that's something he doesn't have!

and just drop me in borders or the library for a day and i'll be happy like a little boy given sweets. or let me dota. let me do whatever i want.

give me liberty, and i attain a quarter of a nirvana.

give him liberty, give him 10 wives, give him a million dollars, and he'll probably spit in ur face and ask u to fuck off because u ain't worthy.

yes!!

2007-04-30T08:41:00.000-07:00

it's finally over!!

let's just forget the fact that i screwed up the last paper damn bad.

i really really just hope i won't da pao.

but aiyah for the time being, bye bye school work!!

time for war.

2007-04-20T10:41:00.000-07:00

nus exams officially start tomorrow.

mine starts on 24th.

i end on 30th.

to those who end after me, my condolences.

to those who end before me, shut up.

i am so bloody looking forward to the end of exams.

but anyway, jia you everyone, and good luck.

once it's all over let's go out and lar kopi and celebrate.

i won't be posting till then too.

let's all work hard.

p.s. i hate exams.

p.p.s. i really hate exams.

p.p.p.s. i really, really, really hate exams.

fruits of labour.

2007-04-20T09:13:00.000-07:00

i have a strong feeling that the most important skill i will learn from my entire engineering course is forcing myself to put in an insane amount of time and effort into doing things i absolutely hate.

i wasted the first three pieces of paper writing the stupid feedback helpsheet because i kept writing it crooked.

i ended up placing foolscap paper beneath it so i can see the lines and hence write straighter.

and so it begins.

by this time i already felt like vomitting.

and by this time i have not a shadow of doubt about my hatred for engineering modules.

what are candle light dinners??

what are surprise parties??

99 roses??

999 cranes??

perhaps one day when (or if) i do get a girlfriend and i want to show her my undying love and give her a gift that would take excruciating effort to make, i would write her a piece of feedback helpsheet.

it's confirmed.

2007-04-18T11:16:00.000-07:00

i'm getting more and more sure.

i have a fetish for girls with braces!

repetition might make me change.

2007-04-16T09:06:00.000-07:00

i love engin.

fluid mechanics is so fun; can learn how water flows!
mechanics of materials; can learn why stupid beams bend the way they do!
fundamentals of mechanical design; cams and linkages and shafts and bearings are so...so... fun!!
feedback control systems; the best: frequency response and how it has nothing to do with us at all!

i love engin.

engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.
engin is fun.

nus students are very studious.

2007-04-15T09:22:00.000-07:00

knowing i like avocado, rav4 was very nice and and made me an exam wellness pack; avocado milkshake!

she was watching intently while i opened the thing up. i said don't like that leh i very stressed. she said she even more stressed.

okay i have no idea why it looks so disgusting in the picture but it's actually quite yummy. and best of all, it's healthy! rav4 says got alot of omega3. whatever the hell that is.

i only know omega b the pony-tailed man in x-men.

yih study area is full. full as in, really full. full as in one single seat also cannot find de full.

this was taken in the afternoon.

and this was taken at 10.30 p.m.

don't be fooled by the empty seats. they're all occupied!

why are all these people so frickin' hardworking? why can't they make the world a better place by slacing abit?

stupid people like me need to spend alot of time on studying.

but why can't the smart people go get some life and go and play more so that stupid people like me won't be constantly living in fear of being kicked out of nus??

and this reminds me of last semester.

because the library was so explosively full, an angmoh came to share table with me.

an exchange student apparently.

after awhile he asked me "is it very competitive here in nus?"

i said "er yeah. people here are very smart. and they are damn hardworking too. just look."

*both of us stupidly give a blank stare at the sea of studious muggers*

then he got quite emotional and said quite loudly "don't u guys have a life?!"

and went on to tell me how in the states they have a cut-off timing for studies and go out to play.

i wanted to scream at him and tell him how i wish i could do that too but knn i can't.

"byebye!"

2007-04-14T10:16:00.000-07:00

been studying at engin these days instead of central library.

today, by some strange twist of fate, i was back in central library.. and there was a hot girl sitting opposite me!

hot not as in the conventional sense of the word..

she's abit the guai, but kinda lian... abit the lian, but kinda guai..

she's got braces and tattoos.

not the kind to make u go "whoa"! all of a sudden, but is really very chio if u look closely!

man, i think i've got a thing for braces.

just as the library was closing, we talked!

ok the content of the conversation was irrelevant but she was... really... really.. very.. very.. chio....

waahahaha i think i'm going to get alot of flak for sounding like a despo again but she is really... really... very... very... chio...!!

and she exudes just the right kind of aura!

kaoz, next time see her i think i will shang liao.

and when i left, she totally, wholly, entirely, got me by saying "byebye" in the most.. most... ATTRACTIVE way i've ever heard the words "byebye" being said..

it was like.. sort of a whisper because we're in the library.. but yet it's so bubbly and full of zest and life!

omg i'm quite disgusted at the way i've put it but i really cannot help it!

it was just like... like...

"byebye!"

awwwww......

*kang dies*

elitist dotarians.

2007-04-14T09:50:00.000-07:00

i was dota-ing and the game was kinda noobish because even amateur me managed to own.

some time into the game, my allies started scolding each other.

i was like "how childish".

they started calling each other noobs and i was sitting there smiling to myself because limpeh got most kills also diam diam they got the cheek to blast here blast there.

being a very animous person, all i said was "aiyo stop it lah".

but this wasn't the end.

one of them losers started speaking "good english" and insulting the other party's standard of english and gp results in particular.

i mean, simi lan?

who bothers to speak good english in dota?!

that fella kaopeh kaobu in front of the wrong bunch of people man.

the last straw came when he also mentioned that he's from his school's debate team and STUDENT COUNCIL!!

a councillor!!

wah i damn scared!!!!

big shot sia!!!!

knn.

so he's a councillor.

no wonder so fucked up.

how to blame me? how to make my never-ending hatred for councillors with artificially inflated egos go away? how to make them wake up their ideas?

it does not take an exemplary person to be a councillor.

seen so many fucked up individuals rise through the ranks and think they're so almighty and outstanding.

get a life man.

unintended slacking.

2007-04-07T21:32:00.000-07:00

the engineers were supposed to go to hon sui sen memorial library to borrow prof tay's "directors' duties and liabilities".

in addition to prof tay's books, they also emerged with 3 dilbert comics.

and kang kang later found out that the general section of the library is actually quite gosu; they have mario puzo's the last don too!

holy shit.

after exams i'll go raid the biz library, central library, and the community libaries. and of course, borders!!

muahahahahaha.

invasion of the apes.

2007-04-07T20:56:00.000-07:00

on 184 on the way to school, i suddenly heard hysterical screams of siao char bors from outside the bus.

initially i thought they were playing stupid games that siao char bors like to play, until i saw..

what they were screaming about...

monkeys!!!

alot alot of monkeys!! damn cute!!

one was sitting at the seat, as though waiting for a bus.. the others were scattered around slacking. in total there were like 7-8 in total. i think today new paper will report.

so bizzare!

and i just couldn't resist showing you a picture of my gorilla friend and his monkey counterpart trapped in a cage.

the black and white effect works well here.

if only i had a banana..

a reflection.

2007-03-25T08:40:00.000-07:00

me is probably not a very easy person to get along with.

it's probably best just to be a mere acquaintance because i seem to have flaws that appear when i care too much for someone.

and apparently, frequently, because i am so damn ineloquent and inarticulate, i express concern in such a fucked up way that is domineering and causes disturbance for the intended party.

i was slapped with an accusation that was almost exactly identical to that which i was slapped with about 3.5 years ago.

2 accusations could probably either mean that i was accused for a total of 2 times, or that i was in the wrong for those 2 times.

upon reflection, i believe it is the latter.

hence, i shall once again learn to embrace the fact that i generally don't get along well with human beings and should distance myself once a certain proximity is reached, and most importantly, to mind my own business and let people do whatever they want because i have no right to interfere at all.

concern is not an excuse!

and again..

2007-03-25T08:23:00.000-07:00

great.

i lost my fourth water bottle in about a week.

an unsuspecting person might think i'm attempting a bottle-losing-marathon stunt. i think if i carry on with this bottle-losing streak i might become the next iceman.

the difference is in that iceman loses nalgene bottles.

mind-boggling.

anyway i lost the bottle when i was running for the bus.

i suspect my bag has a bottle-shooting mechanism in it.

why else does my bottle always seem to fly out of my bag?

maybe it hates mineral water bottles.

might be time to get a new one for good.

inter-faculty basketball.

2007-03-24T08:58:00.000-07:00

this year's inter faculty games so late.

business is damn strong this year. last year we had 5 ivp players and they had like 3.

the number of ivp players generally shouldn't be too big an issue, but when you match a 7-ivp-players-team with one that has zero, as in the case of this year, i guess all we can do is "try our best".

so ya we lost.

tio tok somemore. 42 to 60 plus.

i jokingly commented that last year we were 1st...

this year got second..

then maybe next year we'll be third. and in my fourth year, we'll be fourth!

and then i nearly got killed by the rest of the team.

why?

2007-03-24T08:55:00.000-07:00

i am such a fucked up engineer.

i flunked the maths mid term test.

spectacularly.

and the average score was like 70.

i know i hate studying, but still, i despise myself for being soooo sucky at it.

fate of the bottle.

2007-03-24T08:54:00.000-07:00

here's the sequel to the post about the fate of my bottles.

so how many days did the polar bottle last?

well, 2.5 days.

i left it in the lt.

aiyo.

engineers at dragon gate.

2007-03-24T08:22:00.000-07:00

the engineers were feeling damn sianz after friday's lecture so we went to dragon gate at vivo for a hearty feast for lunch.

a welcome deviation from the techno edge a.k.a the engin canteen.

someone's missing on the right.

and now someone's missing on the left.

okay lah the photographer shall not shua the poor pang seh king anymore.

and then we decided to do the patent-pending camera stunt we invented during the trebuchet competition again.

the godfather gets to sit down first.

one engineer.

2 engineers.

3 engineers

4 engineers.

5 engineers.

and 6 engineers!

i think onlookers must have thought we were all going our separate ways, judging from the way we seem so enthu about taking pictures.

and then we got creative again and reversed the order of the pics and added one more at the end, which gives it a totally different effect.

3!

2!

1!

.....

okay very inauspicious.

let us all appear again!

victimized.

2007-03-20T10:02:00.000-07:00

poor rav4.

she's falling sick now.

i must have passed my illness to her.

so ke lian.

so artsy fartsy.

2007-03-19T08:43:00.000-07:00

sometimes i can't help but think i'm quite artsy fartsy.

i think i have some literary talent in me.

don't laugh!

heard of "flags of our fathers"?

i actually came up with a parody entitled "fates of my bottles".

life was tragic and i lost my yellow adidas bottle few days ago..

so for the first time in a long while, i began to use a new bottle.. a stupid minute maid bottle i kopped form home..

my stupid cough is still not recovering so in a rambotic attempt to get some warm water by intelligently mixing cold water with hot water at perk point, i ended up with a...

bottle that doesn't look like a bottle anymore.

and that's literally hours of ownership.

so yesterday i kopped another mineral water bottle from home and it very luckily survived the first day of being my bottle.

today me and sunny yan were being stupid during lecture break and throwing my bottle at each other with him demonstrating his polo prowess and me chooting my bball power.

damn zai.

then i asked him to throw the bottle towards my hand which was stretching out from my back so i could perform a gosu behind the back catch.

but then the idiot go and throw so hard i had to siam and it landed into the drain.

....

sianz.

today i bought a polar mineral water to use as water bottle.

how long will this last?

the celebrity biao ge and biao mei.

2007-03-19T08:37:00.000-07:00

biao mei, we're famous!

http://www.campusobserver.org/2007/March/01/ihg/06.html

okay we're obviously not the protaganists but whatever.

goodbye bottle.

2007-03-16T10:16:00.000-07:00

the yellow adidas bottle was one of the last things the auditor gave to me.

through countless bball sessions,mugging sessions and normal drinking days.

i've left it behind in the lt after lectures no less than 3 times, but i always manage to chiong back and get it back.

i always thought losing the bottle was going to signify something.

yesterday i left it behind in the lt again. fortunately, i still managed to get it back.

and then on the very same night, i finally lost it.

i couldn't find it again.

i think i dropped it on the fucking bus.

i should have run to the interchange to find it back, but i didn't.

suddenly i feel quite stupid getting so upset over a stupid bottle that probably costs less than 10 bucks.

they're so happy now.

and she probably doesn't even read my blog anymore.

that's why i'm being so blatant.

"a ghost of the past."

i think that's an apt description of what i really am to her right now.

maybe it's time to move on.

oh wait, i think i've said that many times before.

they say, things are easier said than done.

i mean really.

how?

how to forget?

maybe...

it really is time to move on.

facades.

2007-03-13T09:36:00.000-07:00

after 1 and a half years of being a lecture mate, someone thought i've been staying hall all along.

after 2 years of being school mate, someone has been thinking i'm from arts all along.

i don't look like engineer meh?

the auditor thinks i super look like engineer.

i take that as an insult!

ok just kidding.

clash of the titans.

2007-03-13T09:33:00.000-07:00

tomorrow is inter faculty basketball finals.

engin vs business again, but this year business are favorites.

and frankly i think they're better than us also.

just hope we give them a good fight.

bleah who knows, we might even win.

amitabha!

wah zai.

2007-03-13T09:31:00.000-07:00

zak's comment that my blog is "the funniest blog i've ever read!!" tickles me.

next time can show my grandson.

his ah gong had a funny blog.

Zhen Fan Nao...

2007-03-12T08:09:00.000-07:00

should i stay in hall?

sianz leh, i must make my decision soon..

on one hand, i really feel like staying and trying out hall life.

on the other, i stay quite near home and it's actually quite dumb, especially considering the fact that i can lompang my laopeh's car to school alsmot everyday.

but if i don't stay next sem, next next sem we'll probably be moving house and we'll be staying like 10 minutes walk from nus, which is even more stupid!

so if wanna stay, should stay next sem, right?

haiyah.. fan nao..

okay actually i don't have enough points to stay hall but i was offered a place in kent ridge if i play ball for them.

which i don't mind.

but.. thousand seven hundred bucks!

and me staying so near..

how?!

Do you feel unfortunate?

2007-03-06T06:14:00.000-08:00

"I once was distraught because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet."

NBA Killa Crossover Remix

2007-03-03T02:41:00.000-08:00

Bball folks must watch.

don't see doctor at nus.

2007-02-28T09:26:00.000-08:00

like2smell was sick last week too.

he saw doctor at nus too.

he didn't recover too.

he went to see outside doctor too.

then he recovered.

if i recover tomorrow, it must be apparent that i shouldn't waste my time in going to see nus doctors anymore.

anyway under normal circumstances i wouldn't have been in such a hurry to see a doctor.

but tomorrow is inter faculty basketball trials. what a time to have it. i haven't played in damn long and i'm coughing like an ah pek. this morning i had blood in my phlegm somemore.

i coughed blood!

i asked the doctor if i could do sports. which was quite stupid actually, because anyone who knows doctors knows what he's gonna say, and anyone who knows me knows whether i'll listen to his advice.

coughing my lungs out.

2007-02-26T07:53:00.000-08:00

i sound like a frog now.

dammit, i don't even have sore throat, i have no idea why i'm coughing until like that.

doctor says might be because i'm always in air con place. which i can't help, cos i like to be in the library.

then he asked if i smoke.

i said no.

...

then i said sometimes.

then he laughed.

...

been meeting up with rav4 quite abit these days.

she drove me home the other day!

rav4 drove me home in her rav4.

biaomei says i ming zhong zhu ding let girl drive me home one. cos she also drove me home before.

haiyoh say until biaoge like xiao bai lian like that.

i will have car soon okay! when i start working! okay that's not really very soon but it's not my fault that my papa doesn't pamper me >_<

maligned.

2007-02-24T23:37:00.000-08:00

my mother was at the ntuc paying for her goods which came up to be about $9.90.

my mother gave the auntie $50 and was given $0.10 change.

"erm... but i gave you $50"

what happened next was a series of ugly events in which my peace-loving mother held her ground all the way.

even the manager came out and demanded to know what happened.

the cashier tray was removed and the cashier plus my mother were ushered into the management office.

common knowledge dictates that it's just 40 lousy bucks and mother should just forget it.

"but i'm being accused of swindling and cheating!"

so giving in equals to pleading guilty.

and the cashier has one times fucked up attitude.

she was so cock-sure my mother was some swindler who's become so hard up and is trying to get herself a big fat angbao for herself.

so there my mother was, wife of a multi-millionaire, standing inside one stupid ntuc management office, being accused of swindling for a uber whooping grandiose 40 fucking dollars.

so stupid.

happy valentine's day 2007!

2007-02-15T09:20:00.000-08:00

school was a total waste of time. the profs were droning and we had no mood to listen at all.

halfway through mechanics of materials, the engineers walked out of the lecture theatre and came back with...

a bear for demure!

people thought we looked quite spastic...

fussing over a stupid bear.

back in the lecture theatre.. ask the jow take picture with pui, he still want to act innocent act shy, and insisted on taking a disgusting 断背山 with guang guang...

quite gross.

before finally taking a nice nice picture with pui!

okay pui stop scolding me a piece of shit. i know you want to slaughter me for publicly displaying your scandalous picture but i couldn't resist; this picture quite nice okay!

you must thank me man. if not for me i think you guys ten years later also haven't taken one picture together lor.

somemore this one got flower...

muahahaha!

then i went to cblc.. and inside marketing tray, there's something for me!

tada!

the day before lingling was telling me there's this unspoken rule in cblc that all guy members are to buy flowers for their gal heads, and lingling is my marketing head.

"yeah ok lor, u give me grass then i give you flower lah."

"you say one huh!"

so she really went to plucky grass for me.

sibeh romantic.

"i went through rain and shine to pluck for you one okay!"

"yeah right whatever."

and i was even instructed to wait under her block with my flowers. best thing is she ask me to go check yahoo groups for her address.

"no see no part!"

the crazy people in nus..

like last year, this year's 14th feb was biao ge biao mei day again...

we went to buy new year clothes. mine were quite plain and normal lah, as usual.

cai shen ye gave bm a rose! cai shen yes these days are quite hip and modern. and he gave me chocolate golden nuggets too!

bm spitted out the chocolates after one bite.

i tasted it too and concluded that it reeks of a certain smell..

a certain race...

...

nevermind.

we soon found out that the rose was damn cheapskate as well.

after walking aroud for awhile.. the petals started to drop and i had to pick them up after her. i requested bm to kindly stay away from me because onlookers will conclude that i bought her the cheapskate rose.

og was so cool!

with purchases of above $20, bm was given a voucher, and told to go upstairs to redeem a pearl.

and then according to bm...

the guy really just took out one oyster...

scooped and digged the inside of it...

and out came a pearl!!

so interesting! so sad that i was buying birthday card for my lao peh and couldn't witness the amazing feat.

why bm never wait for me to come first sheesh.

it was getting late so we went to mac's abit to slack before heading for home.

the coolest cousins in the world.

jodie part 2.

2007-02-15T09:07:00.000-08:00

so stupid that the post about jodie has no picture of jodie in it.

now got!

pretty pretty jodie.

jodie and bandit.

bandit wearing a very funny expression. he looks puzzled.

bandit's head is about the same size as mine. and he's so guai.

the feud.

2007-02-15T08:43:00.000-08:00

godzilla has issues.

i didn't see it at first budden during the break the engineers were like forcing me to go and see what's behind his shirt, and asking me to beat him up...

sheesh!

go slingers go!

2007-02-13T09:26:00.000-08:00

i won tickets to the match between slingers and da bullets.

and i went to watch with xyz!

when i told her i also have free movie tickets, she asked why i got so many free tickets.

"so uncle."

*roars*

professional match!

slingers 6 bullets 7. i think this is like the closest they ever got. sigh.

our mascot the merlion looks like a hybrid between a dragon and a goldfish.

this dude mopping the floor has a passion for his job. he keeps mopping and mopping even when there's nothing to mop. i think maybe he just wants to be filmed.

koh meng koon! everyone roared when he came out. singapore's pride. but banished to the benches. how hurtful. he only got to play when the slingers confirm lose liao.

the mandatory cheerleader pictures. they weren't very hot though.

the commentator only says 2 things most of the time.

"goooooooooooooooo slingers!"

and..

"and now back to the big deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee......fence....."

jodie!

2007-02-13T09:11:00.000-08:00

biaomei has a dog now!

her name is jodie!

so shiok.. i also want to have a dog.

go husky go.

and i just realized i don't have pictures of jodie lol. i have pictures of her new friends though.

meet elfie the shi tzu!

she is super guai..

but she growled when i mishandled her. cos i suck at carrying dogs :(

now meet bandit!

he's humongous. and jodie's supposed to grow even bigger than him.

good luck biao mei.

it's a wonder how dogs can just lie down like that and sleep. doesn't he look like a carpet? since i'm holding the camera and can't take picture with him, here's bandit with my foot.

soccer asean championships: singapore vs malaysia.

2007-02-13T09:08:00.000-08:00

i'm lazy to upload the pictures for this because there's nothing nice to see at all.

the main conclusion i drew from this match is that singaporean soccer fans have no sportsmanship at all. when malaysia scored they threw water bombs and stuff.

actually they throw i don't care..

the problem is that we were sitting right between the singapore and malaysia fans.

and one of the water bombs kena me and goodman.

ta ma de.

and there were some singaporeans who accidentally went to sit at the malaysian fans there.. then when they realized their mistake and got up they were boo-ed so badly by the singaporean fans.

lol.

bball ivp 2007.

2007-02-13T08:59:00.000-08:00

the guys got 5th place this year. tp won.

i was more impressed by the girls' performance in general.

since when female basketball become so powerful one?!

finals was between ntu and nyp. both teams were uber strong.

i find one particular girl in ntu super got character but i dare not post her pictures here because i might go to jail.

instead, here's a semi-picture-perfect shot. number 4 is damn zai. where got girl can handle ball with both left and right hand one?! but this competition got quite a few..

some of them were downright ah beng.

first time i see the point guard tell a player to "打七"...

then instead of "打七", the player straight away shoot 3 pointer in downright defiance.

and chop.

everyone asks if i was there for the match or for the girls.

please lor, if i wanna see girls i would go arts or science or biz lor.

okay, actually now that i notice how i speak, i realize why godpapa says i sound despo on my blog.

the 163 squadron slackers.

2007-02-13T08:46:00.000-08:00

dark soul was back in singapore so we met up for a bout of ultimate duo-luo ness.

cigarettes, beer, cuttlefish and peas, at a kopitiam.. how much more duo luo canyou get?

"we should go and set up one SDLA. singapore duo luo association."

"go and die lah so unsophisticated. english then english chinese then chinese. we should call it xin jia po duo luo hui guan."

"whatever."

they are all intrigued at why i am single. and desperate.

i was like hello wtf??

in what way do i seem like i'm despo?? godpapa says i always post on my blog until very despo like that.

i am NOT lor!!

i just have a keener appreciation for beauty.. the creation of mother nature.. that is not being despo!

the table near us looked at us like quite curiously. they must be wondering what these young punks were doing at a kopitiam drinking beer.

i hit a new high. 6 cigarettes and 1 bottle of beer in like 2 hours.

i wonder where my threshold lies.

"more to come, boy. more to come." dark soul says evilly.

p.s. the above-depicted scenario is not a typical one in kang kang's life. any implied likelihood is purely your own imagination.

live to die another day.

2007-02-12T10:21:00.000-08:00

i wanted to post everything tonight.

but i'm fuckin' sleepy and i got class at nine am tomorrow.

so g'nite.

the trebuchet competition.

2007-02-09T09:32:00.000-08:00

just know that a trebuchet is something like a siege weapon in medieval times. attendance was compulsory anyway for all mechanical engin year 2s, so the engineers decided to be kei zua abit this time round and joined the competition!

i kinda regretted not taking pictures of the wooden planks before doing anything but here's the skeleton of our trebuchet.

and this is what it looked like after mounting the wheels.

then we had to go ahead to test the weapon...

with water balloons!

'tis our friendly neighbour..

the flying tiger team! got tail one! damn hilarious.

stupid mark spoiling the picture.

the night before the competition, the folks with cars went out to buy dinner for us. godzilla kept complaining because to buy my sugar cane juice, his car kena 4 birdshit.

one birdshit.

two birdshit.three birdshit. four birdshit. actually i think there were five. but let's not tell him.

it's judgement day; but where the hell was i looking?

prof seah is damn funny.

my eye candy took this picture for us.. ;) she's the reason why the flying tiger team is our "friendly neighbour", by the way ;)

splat! getting ready for action. the stupid towel costs $5.90. godzilla buy stuff never see price tag one.

the flying tiger and the wastepaper basket.

i find this quite picturesque.

firers watch your front!! all siam!!

take aim...!

3...

2...

1...

go!

cock up!! all sibeh kan jiong spider trying to fix the error...

all set and ready to go again.

firers watch your front!

fire!! all look damn stressed.

okay lah we didn't manage to hit the professor at all because during testing we only cared about the distance and not the accuracy of the trebuchet. not like we really give a damn lah lol.

and it's time for the final picture before the destruction of our beloved trebuchet. we were left with no choice because we can't keep it because we don't live in palaces with unlimited amounts of space for storage.

everyone takes turn to hurl the hammer at the trebuchet.
it's damn sturdy and we all couldn't do it lo.

until it came godzilla's turn..

but instead of destroying the trebuchet.. the trebuchet destroyed the hammer.

the fucker still got the cheek to pose and laugh.

i'm getting senile.

2007-02-09T09:15:00.000-08:00

so.

before all the memories fade into oblivion and all the pictures in my phone start becoming a shadow of the past of which i do not remember anything about, i hereby declare tonight:

brain-diarrhoea-night.

calamity.

2007-01-30T09:12:00.000-08:00

me and zhizhi were studiously mugging in the library when we suddenly heard one very loud "plark!!!!" behind us.

i thought it was some inconsiderate fucker who just slammed his laptop charger into the wall plug but when i turned around...

wah lau eh!!

the entire frickin' piece of glass just cracked on the spot!

the tense air of studiousness in the library must have caused the glass to commit suicide.

and this picture is just to show off the picture quality of my beloved phone.

i think this picture looks devillish. the glass plane suddenly looks like some portal you could step right through and enter some third dimension or something.

oh ya, then this girl walked past and didn't know what was going on at first.. when she did she just shrieked and exclaimed "wah! so cooooool!" and i immediately concluded that she's from arts.

okay neh mind.

the disgrace.

2007-01-30T08:51:00.000-08:00

the 2 wise sages were lecturing goodman on the way of life.

the wise sages got so sophisticatedly lor sor that goodman got extremely irritated and started spewing vulgarities.

bigbird: spewing vulgarities is not right...

kangkang: you have so many other alternatives, why must use dirty word leh...

bigbird: we are the pillars of society, we must behave with more class...

kangkang: you can say "atrocious!" or "ridiculous!" or if you can't think of anything to say just use the univeral "what?!"

bigbird: ya lo so you mustn't use dirty words...

apparently goodman finds this all very irritating and he gets all vexed because he explodes and says very loudly..

"chee bye na li shi dirty word!"

and the 2 wise sages look on in horror as a girl walks past us with brisk footsteps without daring to look at us and pretending she never heard anything... we proceed to beat the crap out of the idiotic goodman and the 3 of us ended up feeling damn ashamed of ourselves.

the incorrigible engineers.

2007-01-28T07:55:00.000-08:00

me and chevy and like2smell went to visit goodman at his newfound home at old kent ridge for a hearty round of house-warming.

we ended up scaring the hell out of him by suggesting spooky stuff that could happen at night and told him not to be surprised to see dolls with broken heads when he opens his drawers.

trying to act high-class and studious, we decided to head to the music library at ucc to study afterwards. never been there before and want to try a change of atmosphere.

and who knows, we might even catch a glimpse of sophisticated nerdy girls.

and so, we leave da room and proceed on with gutso, with great plans to finally catch up with our tutorials.

lo and behold, fast forward 30 minutes later...

goodman was at the chinese library being lovey dovey with his gf.

like2smell was blissfully wrapped in his jacket and sound asleep.

chevy committed suicide and decided to start watching bleach.

and yours sincerely was engaged in a furious battle of dota, still trying to attain gosu-dom and trying to beat 5 insane coms.